The colors around here are already changing. You can look up on the mountain and there’s gold and orange. Air conditioners are off at night and windows are open. Like now, while writing this, the back door’s open and all I hear is crickets and every once in a while, a car driving by. The kids are back in school, and the swimming pool is now closed for the rest of the year. Amy loves fall. I love summer. I don’t mind sweating a bit. On the other hand, I do look good in sweaters.
There was rain at the wedding I photographed on Saturday. Not a down-pour, but enough of a reminder that summer, if you haven’t already figured it out, is slipping, slipping away. We have another Rooftop Concert this Friday, but my weather widget says clear skies and warm weather. That weather widget has lied before, but I’m crossing my fingers that this time isn’t one of them. We’ve had such good luck with nearly all of our concerts. I want that lucky streak to continue.
On Wednesday morning I’m hanging the show for the 30 Strangers project. I’m so excited with how things have come together. Seeing everything printed, framed, and hanging in a beautiful gallery space is such a satisfying feeling. It’s the culmination of hundreds of hours of work and many meaningful conversations with those that were once strangers; now friends.
Last week when I returned from New York, it felt so good to be home. I always like being on the road, but I always like coming home, too. I’m really happy that I’ve been able to go a few places this year and I’m really looking forward to a couple out-of-state weddings that are already scheduled for 2013 (Mexico and Austin, Texas). It doesn’t take long for me to return home from a trip and feel like it’s time to go some place again. I feel blessed that this job takes me to other destinations. I’m looking forward to posting pictures from my time in New York and the five portrait sessions I did while I was there. I met very cool people and I’m excited to introduce them to you in pictures.
My friend Trevor is leaving town. I’m happy for him because he’s got a job he’s excited about. And he’s moving to St. George, a town I visit often, so we’ll still get to see him. But I’m sad he’s leaving because he’s a good friend. He’s funny, interesting, his photography inspires me, and I like being around him. Now, though, he’s leaving. I’m one of those folks that likes things to stay the same. I think the older I get, the more I’m like that. It’s silly to wish Trevor would stay here in Provo. This opportunity he has is just what he wants and right up his alley. Good luck, Trevor. I’m happy for you. And here’s a picture I took of him tonight.
Happy fall, y’all.