Month: December 2014

childhood christmas tree

Happy holiday tips

“It’s rather difficult, when one has MANY friends, to show loyalty to them all at the same time…” – Tove Jannson Holiday planning and a busy schedule have put a bit of a damper on my time for photo editing (as well as my ability to articulate coherent thoughts), so instead of trying to force something meaningful to sprout from my own mind, I offer some meaningful sprouts from others’ minds. The Hands Free Way to Photograph your Christmas – With Christmas just around the corner, I confess to having stressed just a little about the best way to photograph Christmas morning.  My son may actually be interested in opening gifts this year and I want to capture that, but I also want to be present and just enjoy the moment with my family.  So I was excited to come across Melissa Stottman’s tutorial on using an interval timer as a hands free way to photograph Christmas.  Hands free and I get to be in my Christmas morning photographs!  And the bow on top (if you’re so inclined)? A time lapse video with the shots that also makes a …

Boycotting my to-do list

“Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.” — Sylvia Plath This time of year always sneaks up on me.  Although my family celebrates Christmas with gifts, I like to pretend that I maintain a bit of separation from some of the crazed consumerism that takes over around the holidays.  (I may also pretend it’s because I have lofty ideals about the real spirit of the holidays, but mostly I’d just rather be doing other things [like catching up on editing these photos from November] and I really don’t like to shop. 🙂 ) However, about three weeks before Christmas, something happens.  Whether it’s the holiday music playing when I write out our cards (I do send cards, at least), the festive commercials between segments of Love Actually (my favorite!), or even the glittering displays at Target (which I finally start to acknowledge after Thanksgiving), a mild panic starts creeping in. I realize that I can’t check out of Christmas altogether after all and that I do actually …