Last night we had some friends and family over for a cookout and bon fire. Each summer I am newly romanced by our yard lit by candles and torches at night. I could kick my house to the curb any day of the week, but the yard....I do love our yard.
I pulled out the camera and decide to play a bit with the different settings.
The flash makes the pictures easy to identify, but distorts the ambiance of the evening. That's Rick's foot and Dorene in the yellow. You can see that we make use of every chair and eating surface we can muster for these outdoor events. Nothing matches, but I rather like hillbilly chic.
So I try the twilight mode on the camera and find that one must hold VERY still to get a clear picture, which, as you will see, I cannot do. After viewing the pictures I decide that I rather like the fuzziness. It gives the pics a sort of surreal quality that actually suits the feeling of the night very well. The mommy and daddy to be are over on the right. The lights that seem to be floating in the sky are lanterns hung in trees.
This picture makes me smile. It's mommy to be, Kysa, holding a friends of ours little girl (who was the star of the show last night. That girl can work a crowd and she's only 3.). That's Sadira next to them on the bench. Next year at this time Kysa will have her own little one to hold.
Karl is always our official fire maker. That man has a gift for fire building. This is somewhat ironic since he plans to be a fireman. Build them up and put them out. Later in the evening a few of the younger crowd joined us to hang by the fire. Just like old times.
We ate and laughed, lit a few sparklers and set off a few small rockets. Marshmallows were roasted and life was pretty darn good. I think we ought to do it again soon.
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Posted by: ruminations | July 06, 2009 at 07:43 PM