Through the Lens Thursday {February}

Last month I told you about my friends Greta and Alison and their year-long photography project called Through The Lens Thursday. You don’t need a blog to join in, just join our Flickr group and post each week! It’s great for practicing photography in a low pressure, fun way.

This past month I tried to think about composition when I shot, but also I tried to get a better feel for making things sharp or more blurred.

Here is what I got…

prompt: flower 50mm fixed f/4.5, ISO 800, 1/160

prompt: flower
50mm fixed
f/4.5, ISO 800, 1/160

Prompt: Dull 50mm fixed 1/20, f/4.5, ISO 100

Prompt: Dull
50mm fixed
1/20, f/4.5, ISO 100

prompt: Window 50 mm fixed 1/50, f/4.5, ISO 100

prompt: Window
50 mm fixed
1/50, f/4.5, ISO 100

Prompt: Hands 50mm fixed 1/160, f/4.5, ISO 400

Prompt: Hands
50mm fixed
1/160, f/4.5, ISO 400

I am not sure what is more fun each week: thinking about what I could possibly use for each shot–I don’t want to be the same as everyone else–or learning how my camera works and how to get the shot that is my mind to actually work.

My biggest challenge is seeing in my head exactly what would make a cool shot and then getting my camera to do that. For example sometimes I think it would be cool to have something in super sharp focus, and the rest all blurry, but if that thing I want to be super duper sharp is also super duper small, I can’t get my camera to even take the shot. I get to close and it won’t focus on what I want it to. Sometimes I can’t even get the button to push because my camera is all “dude. that won’t work.”

Then I swear.

But not in front of my kids. Honest.

Anyway, next week’s prompt is “hot”–show of hands of how many of you I will make gag by taking a picture of Cortney.

I guess you’ll just have to wait and see what I do!

If you want a look back, here is what I took last month:

Januray #ThroughTheLensThursday

that dang bear

You know that saying…

“Sometimes you eat the bear and sometimes the bear eats you”?


Well that saying sort of summed up my weekend.

It started with a surprise snow day on Friday.

I teach in an urban school district that almost never closes due to inclement weather–which West Michigan is famous for this time of year.

The weather all week had been pretty terrible.

One day there were over 400 school closings.  But not mine.

So I was shocked Friday when mine closed so early…when Cort announced I could stay in bed.


I definitely ate the bear on Friday.

I stayed away from all the world until noon. I read, I dozed, I read some more.

I did not come out of my room…or my bed…until the clock said “p.m.”

It was the first time in probably two+ years (other than when I have been sick).


The afternoon brought nothing but great things.

New boots–for no other reason than because she thought they would look great with my skinny jeans–from a company  friend who exudes kindness and love.

My new book from BlogHer Book Club arrived just as I finished the Anne Lamont book I was reading.

The History Channel had a Modern Marvels marathon playing.

And I did nothing but enjoy it.


I was totally rested and ready for all the boys to get home from such a snowy day.

We had dinner as a family.

Laughed our way through family time.

The boys went to bed well.

And Cort and I were able to actually watch TV together.

On Friday, I ate that bear in one bite.

199And then Saturday arrived.

The bear, apparently, wanted revenge.

I got up around 8am to three happy boys.

But somewhere in all the “GET ALL THE THINGS DONE” of the day…

and the lack of nap from Eddie (oh yeah, we are experimenting with nap. Ugh)…

and Charlie not eating very well OR sleeping very well…

I lost it.

And the bear?

Well, he ate me.


I feel like I am in a constant battle of being eaten by the bear and then apologizing to everyone for it being my fault.

But that is another post.

Or something to talk about in therapy next week.



Can’t win ’em all, I s’pose.

Sunday the bear and I met in the middle.

It seemed that perhaps he was going to take a healthy bite again.

But I just took a nap.

It’s the whole theory of playing dead so that the bear will avoid you.

And he did.

I wouldn’t say I ate him, but he sure didn’t eat me.


I’m thankful for my family.

For Anne Lamont books that say exactly exactly what I need to read.

For the #SheReadsTruth Soul Detox plan.

For my SAD Lamp.

For friends who are lights in my darkness…even when they don’t know I have darkness.

Or that they are being a life-giving light.

Mostly, I am thankful for the three guys I am blessed to live with.

I know those days that the bear eats me are rough.

But on the days when I eat the bear?

Oh yeah.


I broke out my DSLR camera for the first time in months on Sunday.  Whatcha think? I feel rusty.

Project 356 {Week 15}

So I read this post this week by Casey about using your DSLR.

You can tell around when I read it because my pics get, um, creative.

For full disclosure, I will say that I have a Canon Rebel XS  that I got 2 years ago for my birthday.

Usually I shoot in P and don’t mess with adjusting anything.

Because I have the scared.

Lately I have been shooting in AV and messing with the Fstop.

After reading Casey’s post, I busted out my 50mm lens and started playing with the ISO too.

Don’t judge…I still don’t know what I am doing.

Oh, and I don’t edit anything.  Because I don’t have any software and I don’t know how.

So these are straight off the card, yo.

*photos taken with my DSLR

April 8: Easter Sunday

April 9: My cousin's son, Thatcher, and Charlie. Born less than 2 weeks apart.

*April 10: Snow.

*April 11: tummy time is hard, yo.

*April 12: My morning view

*April 13: Busytown Mysteries before bed.

*April 14: Goodnight, Moon.

Monday I am hoping to sign up for a four-evening class on using my DSLR.

It only took me two years to look into doing.

And a kick in the pants by a couple blog posts this week by Casey and Kacia.