These photos were taken on the 30th of September 2017, an entire year ago. It was a beautiful day. I was visiting my parents about two years after moving out on my own. I don’t live that far, but it’s far enough and I’m busy enough that I don’t get out to the parks and forest preserves I used to frequent. Dad and I went on a long photo hike that day. We went to the park with the confusing set of foot trails and horse trails (where you need to watch where you step), with streams, woods, meadows, and hills. No fall color at that point, but the vegetation was browning and fading for the year.
We crossed out of the woods up the hills towards the horse path area. There were trees and a stream.
We continued to the horse path area because there was milkweed there, and Dad loves to photograph milkweed. I’m sure he has better pictures. It is a small obsession of his.
Then, we ended up out on a country road a little uncertain of exactly where we were. We found our way back to the park entrance. I kept getting gravel in my shoes and having to empty them. Does that matter a year later? No, but it’s part of the experience. Kind of a minor slightly humorous inconvenience.
We had the light, the nature, the photos, the time together. It was a beautiful day. Not perfect. Just beautiful.
Let me be honest, I don’t wear rings. Not only do they get in the way, but I sprained my right ring finger doing something stupid when I was 9, and it has been a little out of whack ever since then. Rings go on, but they don’t come off too easily. The only reason I’ve kept them is so I can photograph them.
This turquoise ring was my aunt’s untill she was no longer able to wear it. (Knuckles keep growing through the years.) It’s a bit chunky and could probably use some more cleaning, but I like the look. The turquoise and the large leaf design give it a nice earthy sort of character very different from most of my other jewelry.
I found this opal ring in thrift store when I was in junior high. The stones sparkle in the light, and the colors are like sunset. It’s odd, but I love it.
This purple cubic zirconia was a gift from my mother and was a fine complement to my wardrobe back in my ring wearing days. It’s more like most of my jewelry. Small, nice-looking, and costume. I’ve never cared for gaudy and I don’t want the liability of wearing “the real thing”, not to mention the price.
Sometimes, I still think about wearing the turquoise or the opal. Incase you’re wondering, the opal is the only one to make it on my finger while I was shooting for this post. My love of things I find aesthetically pleasing dies hard.
Next Time: Old Cars or Photos to use as Backgrounds