Pumpkin patch with the girls
It’s been a really busy weekend. The good kind of busy. It started with second shooting a beautiful wedding for Patsy Brown on Friday. Then it was all family time, I took the girls to the pumpkin patch to choose our jack-o-lanterns, where I manage to take a few pictures. We didn’t celebrate Halloween in France when I was a child, and I have years of excitement to catch up with! This is one of my favorite holidays here (actually there are many more, as an America there are plenty of celebrations), and I love all the fall colors, the kids are always so happy to choose pumpkins, it all makes for great images…
We’ve come a long way… they weren’t always so thrilled to see me with my camera.
Here we are about to leave with our prize pumpkins. They weren’t the biggest, but still heavy enough to have me nervous the girls might drop them, and the whole things shatter…
Then we went to a wonderful children Halloween party. It is always so much fun to see everyone’s costumes, there were some cute Yogi toddlers, adorable wonder-woman… I have the hardest time holding a conversation there, because I’m so busy taking it all in. We stayed till the end, and the night was pretty dark by the time we started heading to our car. I had to run to catch up with Henry, and took one of the worst fall in history. I’m sure it all happened in a split second, but as I realized I had lost my footing, I had enough time to go through many thoughts: “Oh man, I’m going to eat the pavement, this one is going to leave a MARK, it’s going to hurt real bad, MY CAMERA!!! SAVE THE CAMERA!!!” I tried my best to spare my right side, and I was sprawled on the ground, after flying in the air. Thank God it was dark, because after my camera, my main concern was that nobody saw the embarrassing fall. I got up real quick, caught up with the rest of my crew, and have been hurting since then (24 hours ago!!) I’m happy to report that my camera was successfully protected as my left side took the blunt of the fall, and only has a little scratch. Whereas I’ve lost a lot of skin in many different areas of my body. I guess Meg’s Hannah Montana blond wig gave sufficient padding to the camera tucked in my purse. I made a little drawing: all the purple arrows point to my many scratches (it’s a mystery to me how I manage to hit so many places in just one fall?):
Nothing like a little pain to remind you how lucky we are on any giving day, when we think things are just plain.
We finished the weekend with a picnic on the beach, enjoying this awesome weather, and finding loads of beautiful shells.