Well, I have to apologize about not getting photos of Amelia posted since she was born. Having an 8 megapixel camera and shooting in RAW+JPG mode has caused me to run out of space on my hard drives pretty quickly. I’ve ordered some large hard drives to aleviate the problem, so hopefully I’ll be able to post photos more quickly in the future. In the meantime, I’ve updated Amelia’s photo set to include photos of her from her first month.I’ve heard from other parents that every child is different and our experience for the first month has lived up to that. Amelia has been an avid nurser, something that Kaija took a while to get the hang of. She also frequently sleeps up to 4 hours at a time at night, a very welcome change from Kaija’s 1.5-2 hour stints. On the flip side, she does *not* like sitting in her buzzy seat, swing or car seat. She also does not care for pacifiers. This has made travelling in the car with her a very trying experience, as she’ll cry emphatically to let you know just how much she doesn’t want to be there.People seem to see more of me in Amelia’s physical facial features, whereas Kaija resembles Jennifer’s features more. Along those lines, we’ve found that, unless she’s hungry, taking her for a walk outside will often stop her crying… hopefully a sign that she’ll appreciate nature as much as I do.Kaija has been a terrific big sister. She has not shown any indication of being jealous and frequently gives Amelia kisses on the head. When Amelia cries, she tells her not to cry, that it’ll be alright and tries to give her a pacifier to calm her down.We’re still getting the hang of having another little person around. Just doing normal household chores and errands has become increasingly difficult. It’s hard to imagine how households with even more kids manage to function. I definitely have a newfound appreciation of the role of a parent.
A lightning storm came through our area on the evening of Mother’s Day. We came home from celebrating the day with my parents to find shards of wood scattered across our yard. At first glance we thought the wind had knocked branches out of the notoriously messy cottonwoods in our front yard. Upon closer inspection we realized that two of the trees had actually been hit by lightning and ruptured when the sap inside boiled. It was getting dark quickly and I didn’t have time to grab my tripod so the photographs from that night were taken hastily by hand. I took a few more photographs the next morning.We discovered as we put Kaija down to bed that night that one of the wood shards had struck her bedroom window, creating a 6″ diameter hole in the outer pane. Fortunately the inner pane remained intact and the shattered glass remained outside.To add a bit of humor to the story, as we drove up the driveway and were taken aback by the whole situation I exclaimed, “Holy cow!” Kaija immediately asked, “Where’s the cow, dad? Cow in our yard?”. Later on, when Kaija saw the hole in her bedroom window, she said, “Poly Cow?” At first we were a little confused. Then she added, “Poly Cow did it?”. We couldn’t help but laugh and say, “Yes, Kaija. The Holy Cow did it.”
Kaija Windeler, Due Colori di Spaghetti, 2006mixed media, crayon on Ikea POƒNG armchair68 cm x 83 cm x 100 cm
I haven’t posted any photos on the website in a while, but I took a few last week that I felt were worth sharing.We received about 6-8″ of snow on December 15th. As I plowed the driveway in the evening I realized it was a terrific night to take some photographs. The temperature was just below freezing (relatively warm), the moon was full, and the wind was minimal (though it did affect some of the photographs of the trees). So I pulled out the tripod and spent an hour or two doing some long exposures. Here are some of the better shots from the night.The next morning I awoke to the words “Brahm, look outside! It’s beautiful. You should take some pictures.” So I did.
A snag I received from an agressive mailbox during my Wednesday morning run. I think I violated its personal space and it wasn’t to happy about it.Let it be said that it is very difficult to take a picture of one’s elbow, though not quite as difficult as touching one’s elbow to one’s nose.
For Labor Day weekend I headed with Jennifer and Kaija to Jennifer’s grandparents’ place on the west side of the state. Her grandparents live on a lake and her sister and brother-in-law own a boat capable of pulling a water skiier. Like chocolate and peanut butter, I couldn’t resist the desire to indulge in the winning combination before me. So after about a ten year hiatus, I had the pleasure of getting dragged behind a boat at 25 mph complete with head-over-heel falls, water up the nose, and almost losing my contacts… not to mention many sore muscles that I had forgotten I had.To add to the weekend’s highlights, I puked twice while fishing out on Lake Michigan after waking up at 5:30 AM. I also got lost during my morning run through some nearby woods, ended up running about 7 miles when I usually do 3-4, got stung by a bee or wasp on the ankle about 200 yards from the end of the trail and had some minor nipple chafing due to the extended milage (surprisingly enough, not an uncommon phenomenon for runners).I’m going to miss summer.UPDATE: I’ve posted photos from the weekend online.
My fellow JMT hikers Matt and Minette and myself have pooled the photos from our hike into one big album. Overall there are 347 photos, slides and maps documenting everything from mountain peaks to meadow valleys, stream crossings to storm clouds, wild flowers to wild marmots, peaceful sunrises to amazing sunsets. Enjoy!