There was a retirement party across campus in the alumni center for a colleague. I ducked out a bit early and took a long stroll across campus. I thought ahead and brought my camera so I could practice photography more. I’m really trying to get as good as I possibly can before my trip. I remember being absolutely frustrated in Ireland that my pictures weren’t turning out like I would have wanted them. I especially struggled in cathedrals and castles. This time, that won’t happen. The campus I work on is a such a beautiful place, so it wasn’t hard to get some nice shots out of it.
Here’s my favorite:
Old Main is the backdrop for this CU Pride banner.
And here are the rest of the pictures from the shoot.
I wish I was a better knitter, in all meanings. I wish I was better at the art of it and I wish I was better about doing it. I know if I did it more I’d get faster, and I could do it while sitting around. But alas, I do a few rows, grow tired of it and set it down. I especially miss knitting when I see all the yummy yarn I have that hasn’t been touched yet. Perhaps in the winter months I can get back to it.
I went down to Pueblo this past weekend to spend time with my family and to go on a photo walk with my mom. Ever since I told her about the organized photo walk in Estes Park, the idea started formulating to do our own photo walk in the historic Union Depot district of Pueblo. I also wanted to squeeze in some time with my dad, so I did the usual bounce between the two of them several times while I was there.
As always, there were plenty of opportunities to eat down there. I don’t know if it’s because I grew up there, but I seriously believe that some of the most delicious food in Colorado can be found in Pueblo, and not just Mexican food either. There are so many unique places, privately owned, that have been in business for as long as I’ve been alive (most much longer). And it’s all quite unique and quaint. So quaint and loved by the city that the majority of places don’t have a website, because they simply don’t need one.
The photo walk itself was really fun. We mostly walked up and down the Riverwalk, which I had never really done before. It was built only about ten years ago, after I had moved away. After a little exploration, I was surprised to find that it turns into a heavily wooded path, with great shade and grassy riverbanks. There was also some interesting wildlife to shoot. No elk or hawks like in a national park, but lots of butterflies and adorable ducks. We even popped a squat next to a bush full of bumble bees. Only me and my mom could do such a thing, since the rest of my family is terrified of bees.
Right after the walk, I bounced back to my dad’s house and we sat on the front porch and watched the summer rain come down while enjoying some smoked cheese, grapes, and wine. It was the perfect summer day. My trip ended with one of the more delicious meals I’ve had all year at an Italian restaurant. Their Chicken Piccatta was to do die for. Just writing about it makes my mouth water.
I recently got Lightroom software for photo editing, so I spent the majority of the day learning how to use it and organizing my pictures on my computer. It wasn’t the most exciting day, but I loved it.
Hi! I'm Rochelle. Welcome to my blog. This is a space that’s almost like a scrapbook, a little bit of a rant room, a gallery of creative work, and a dash of nonsense. My life is not terribly exciting but I have a lot of creative energy that’s got to be focused somewhere.
