Showing posts with label Whitney Petersen photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Whitney Petersen photography. Show all posts

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Spring has finally sprung!

The beauty of the Utah State campus amazes me. As I see tulips, trees blossoming, green grass and birds chirping, it makes me excited. I took a walk around campus today after my Sunday afternoon nap. The lighting was perfect for taking pictures. I got some amazing shots. These are straight out of camera, not edited at all just so you know!









Last year I never saw campus in the spring. By the time spring had sprung school was out and I had moved back home. It's beautiful in the winter time, but it's even more beautiful in the spring. I think I like it better this time of year. It's quiet and peaceful and there's hardly anyone around. It's like you have the whole place to yourself and you don't have to be in a hurry to get anywhere. I took the time to look around campus and notice things I've never noticed before. It was a nice day.

Friday, April 10, 2009

Historic clock

When I was home this past weekend... my family left me while they went to my brother's track meet. I was all alone and I was bored. So I pulled out my camera and wandered the house.

I remember this clock being very central in our house. My dad brought it back from Holland after he served his mission there some thirty-plus years ago. It has always hung in the same spot, behind my dad's recliner. Sadly, the furniture has been rearranged so it isn't behind the chair anymore.

I remember my dad pulling the chords and hearing the clock and its gears wind up again.

I remember hearing it chime every quarter hour while sitting on my dad's lap watching This Old House and The Joys of Painting with Bob Ross on Saturday mornings.

I remember tapping the chords and watching them swing just a little bit. I don't think I was supposed to touch the clock.

It doesn't chime anymore. I don't remember why or when it stopped, but, I think the chime of the clock left with the physical presence of my dad.

This may be a weird analogy, but since I've always connected that clock with my dad, I will always associate the working clock with the presence of my dad. I think that's why it has never been fixed.

I probably have the story of the clock wrong, I've never asked about it and don't know why. But, that's how I've always interpreted it.

These aren't as good of pictures as I would have liked to get of this clock. They're kind of blurry. I was balancing on the arm of the couch to get high enough to get this close. It was an odd position... I almost fell and caught myself by running into the wall. It scared my dog to death and he started barking uncontrollably. Silly dog!



Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Out of the Apartment



I got home from school the other day and decided I didn't want to be inside. I packed up my camera, put on a hoodie and grabbed my sunglasses and walked out the door. The weather was so nice that I didn't even need my hoodie, and there were too many photo opportunities to keep my sunglasses on.

The ducks were out at First Dam and they were so excited to be scurrying around in the sunshine picking and prodding at the bread crumbs and duck food people of all ages were throwing their way. This little boy threw the crumbs up and over his head so hard that half of the food ended up in his hair and down his shirt. It was fun watching his mom laugh at him while he tried to brush it off himself.



The water was clear and calm with only a little bit of wind to create a nice little breeze to keep you cool. I loved watching how calm everything around me was. The water was clear and quiet. The wind was only slightly blowing making the weather not too hot and not too cold.



I look forward to summer when I won't be in school and I can fully explore the beauty that Logan has to offer. I've never really appreciated everything in Logan because I've been too busy with school to get out beyond my apartment. Either that or I'm just lazy.

Come this summer I won't be lazy anymore. I'm ready to be adventurous and explore the place I live.