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Life and Senior Pictures

©Renda Brooks 2017

I can’t believe it’s been so long since I’ve updated the blog. Isn’t it funny how life throws things at us, sometimes of our own making and other times not. Regardless, I plan to make this blog a priority! Stay tuned.

 

 

 

Recently, I was able to do some Senior Pictures for a co-worker’s (Brenda) son, Chris. I’m still learning the area and searching out all the locations that would make good photo shoot backdrops. I suggested Fort Abraham Lincoln State Park because it offered good backgrounds with the little stone buildings and train tracks. Unfortunately, many of the fall leaves were off the trees due to windy conditions a few days before. Still, we managed to get some great shots in.

©Renda Brooks 2017
©Renda Brooks 2017
©Renda Brooks 2017
©Renda Brooks 2017
©Renda Brooks 2017

Brenda and  Chris had another location in mind, the Mandan Indian Village Site in Bismarck,  and we ended up going there too. It was a great location and has given me an additional shooting site.

©Renda Brooks 2017
©Renda Brooks 2017
©Renda Brooks 2017
©Renda Brooks 2017

Chris was a great model, pleasant and easy to work with. He has that chiseled look many people would pay good money to have. I asked him what his future plans were. Like so many, he isn’t sure. Chris was sure about going to college and furthering his education. I encouraged him to find something he loved to do and not settle on less. I sure wish him the best of luck on his life journey.

©Renda Brooks 2017
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The Farm I Didn’t Buy

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Farm in South Dakota

When on the back roads to Mirror Lakes, I passed this beautiful farmland. It reminded me of the phrase, “bought the farm”, which has a meaning far different than actually purchasing a farm. However, I did chuckle as I thought  – there’s the farm I didn’t buy; but with its rolling hills, old farm buildings, rolls and rolls of hay, horses, and mountain range for a backdrop, it is certainly one I would love to have.

The setting is beautiful and being out of town, away from the chaos, is a welcoming reprieve. The long gravel road beside this little piece of heaven seems to remind you of a quieter, more peaceful time; surely less traveled than the paved roads throughout town.

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Gravel road leading to the farmland.

The buildings! I absolutely loved the buildings. I wonder how old they are. I was tempted to drive up to the house and knock, but the gate was locked and I didn’t want to jump the fence and get locked up for trespassing, or worse…shot. The thought did cross my mind as I contemplated exploring those old buildings.

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Old farm buildings
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I wonder how old these are?
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Love the rustic look.
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A perfect setting.

The hay bales reminded me of home and my mom. She always wanted some pictures of her and bales. We need to find some when I get back home and get those pictures done for her. I will have to take away her excuses. If she had been with me on this trip, we would have taken advantage of one of these rolls! Probably the one that was on the edge of the fence, standing all alone.

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Look at all the hay! This place is huge.
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Hay bales….more and more hay bales.
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For my mom.
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The lone greeter.

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The horses were keeping a close eye on me, particularly the big one in the middle. I’m sure they were curious as to why a Floridian was way up here in the hills taken shots of their home.

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Farm guardians

I’m glad I detoured off that main road and found this farm. It was absolutely perfect and I hope the owners know how blessed they are to have such a haven.

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Tatanka: Story of the Bison

IMG_0009Last Saturday, I was going to go explore Deadwood again. Unbeknownst to me, there was a car rally going on. While I’m a fan of cars, especially antique cars, I did not come all the way to South Dakota for a car show. I can see those anywhere.

So, ditching Deadwood, I decided to go to Tatanka. Having passed the entrance to it several times when I first got to the area, I had been wanting to see what it was all about anyway. Saturday with the beautiful weather made a perfect day for it.

Arriving at the center. I entered and was greeted by a young woman collecting the entrance fee of $7.50. I browsed the gift shop to a great extinct and explored the interpretative center. I kept wandering back to a pair of buffalo hide moccasin boots and finally ended up getting them. They are remarkably comfortable and I wore them for the rest of the day.

I felt safer knowing Tatanka has its own fire department. Though small, I could see how wondrously efficient it would be.

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I then went outside to see the bronze sculpture. It consists of 14 bison being pursued by three Native Americans riding horseback, amazing in detail and it causes you to reflect on the dangers warriors faced when hunting these massive creatures.

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While the sculpture is an incredible piece of art, my eyes kept drifting to the surrounding area. The view was incredible. There was a slight breeze in the air and a feeling of well-being came over me as I gazed around.

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Even the warning of rattlesnakes could not keep me from enjoying the area. And I did stay on the pathway, albeit it wasn’t the concrete pathway the sign probably referred to.

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Going around the sculpture led to a dwelling. I loved the set-up and sat a little while just thinking about the smell of the campfire, how many bison hides it would take to make a tipi, how the hide would be soaked in the bison brain to lubricate it, and a number of other things you can read about by going to Tatanka: Story of the Bison’s website.

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After enjoying the scenery and sculpture, I found myself back inside the center where I enjoyed my first buffalo burger with chips.

I’m glad I ditched Deadwood for the day and decided to check out Tatanka. Not only was the visit informative, but the food was great, and the people were very pleasant.

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Wasn’t It Just Yesterday?

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Isn’t it amazing how quickly time seems to pass? I can remember wanting to hurry up and get old enough to drive, old enough to move out of the house, old enough to leave the small town I lived in; so much wanting to rush time so this or that would happen and now, with age, I find myself wishing it would slow down just for a little while. I don’t really want it to stop, I just want it to slow down.

I mean when did I hit my 20-year milestone? 30? 40? And 50 not far away? Wasn’t it just yesterday my daughter giggled as she ran through the field, curly blond hair flying around her face as her chubby little legs carried her down the hill? Wasn’t it just yesterday when I celebrated passing nursing boards? Wasn’t it just yesterday I held my twin granddaughters, one in each arm, as they peacefully slept? Wasn’t it just yesterday I waited to hear my grandson had been born and welcome him to our world? Wasn’t it just yesterday I watched my daughter graduate from nursing school? Wasn’t it just yesterday I was saying goodbye to this loved one or that one that had passed? Wasn’t it just yesterday…?

Whenever I can I try to slow down…or at least be still a minute to enjoy a sunrise or sunset, or even both. For some reason, I just do not want to miss anymore of those. I don’t want to think it was just yesterday that I saw one, when in reality it was two months ago. When we are young life seems like it takes so long and as we get older we realize just how short it really is. Enjoy your moments, because soon our today will be no more and we will no longer be able to say, “Wasn’t it just yesterday”?

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