18 Yellow Roses

I have a soft spot for yellow roses…. on our wedding day, my dad surprised me by picking our Father & Daughter Dance with Bobby Darin’s “18 Yellow Roses.” {And, randomly, 18 has always been my favorite number.}

So, when ever I come across yellow roses – I feel compelled to document them…. This is in an abandoned farmhouse.

vintage wall paper yellow roses farmhouse

Eighteen yellow roses came today
Eighteen yellow roses in a pretty bouquet
When the boy came to the door
I didn’t know what to say
But eighteen yellow roses came today
I opened up the card to see what it said
I couldn’t believe my eyes
When I had read
Though you belong to another I love you anyway
Yes eighteen yellow roses came today

I never doubted your love for a minute
I always thought that you would be true
But now this box and the flowers in it
I guess there’s nothin’ left for me to do
But ask to meet the boy that’s done this thing
And find out if he’s got plans to buy you a ring
‘Cause eighteen yellow roses will wilt and die one day
But a father’s love will never fade away
Will never fade away



Ushering in Fall


It’s my most favorite time of year….Summer is fading and Fall is making her her way in…I love the crispness in the air, apples, warm cider, digging out my boots, finding all the colors in the leaves, acorn squash, blankets, foggy mornings, lighting a fire…..the list is endless. {Sorry, summer fans!}rodeoandcophotography-1-13

We’ve been stacking and splitting wood {hooray for a splitter this year!}


One thing I adore about our land, is that we have several apple trees…they don’t taste that good…but they smell delicious.


rodeoandcophotography-1-10If anyone local needs cucumbers…please stop by…we have more than a surplus this year!

rodeoandcophotography-1-9When the hydrangeas turn to pink, I know that our anniversary is around the corner. These are my favorites {well, after peonies}…and we have several bushes that Nate planted the year we built the house….this bush is about 14′ tall now!


rodeoandcophotography-1-6And now we have a new pet…His name is Marker. But his nickname is “Wormy.” He is currently residing on my desk in a mason jar, snuggled deep in some dirt.


{all these shot on my Canon Mark III with my brand new Zeiss 50 1.4}

Strawberry Picking: A Family Tradition

95 years young- picking berries
One of my most early childhood memories is of the hot summer sun beating down on me & picking strawberries with my Gram. Who would have known that 30 years later I’d be bringing Marcus & Henry along to do the same? Luckily, it was fairly shady and Marcus was an amazing 4 year old {now he’s 5!} picker- each berry he chose was carefully inspected for bugs, color & size….and then plopped in his little basket…


milkandrhurbarb-5The berries were PRIME for picking…


Henry didn’t really pick any that landed in his basket- they mostly went into this mouth :0)





film is not dead

An appropriate tee-shirt…since I was lugging around my beast of a Hasselblad medium format while picking… So happy I did though!

roasting pan of berriesI ended up with countless quarts happily stored in my freezer- smoothies all year long!



super serious strawberry strategist

{all shot on my Hasselblad H1 with Kodak Porta 400}

Diaper Mornings with Mickey

vintage sofa hank film


Most mornings, after Daddy goes to work, a sleepy Hank comes down stairs to snuggle. While his big brother snoozes upstairs, he like to watch an episode of of “bo-bo” or Mickey Mouse. I enjoy these 20 minutes of somewhat quiet to drink my morning coffee & catch up on some of my favorite blogs…..The other day I was introduced to the work of John Dolan  {thanks to Let the Kids Dress Themselves} and was completely smitten with his gallery titled “Olivia”. I’m assuming Olivia is his daughter- and the gallery is random photos of her life- infant, with a new sibling, dance recital, driving a car, prom…and all these slivers of her life in-between. ORDINARY life. Not staged. Not posed with banners and signs and tags-just-off-mini-boden-clothes…And I glanced over at my Henry…still hanging onto glimpses of baby-hood every now & then…but it’s quickly fading…In the next month we will hopefully  saying goodbye to diapers…then, what is left? Two boys. Not a boy & a baby in the house….I decided I needed to put my coffee down & pick my camera up…..
bw hank 2 vintage couch diaper

hank_couch2hank couch bw contax

kodak porta orange vintage couch




little feet couch{p.s. that ugly tape on the couch? marcus put it there when he was making a “contraption” and I haven’t hard the heart to take it off, yet}

{shot on my Contax 645. Kodak Porta 400}




Summer 2012: Hasselblad Square



As many of you know, last summer I attended this amazzzzzing photographer’s workshop – Film Is Not Dead  {FIND} with Jonathan Canlas. I really can not even begin to express how much these 3 days forced me to grow as a photographer & a person. I’ve slowed down. I compose with more thought. I click the shutter less. And now, I shoot film. A lot.

Besides all that I learned during the intensive course- I formed friendships that will most certainly stand the test of time. The support system of other FINDers is something that can’t be measured against. One of my classmates, Rob Davidson {check out his work- he is top-notch}, was so incredibly kind and loaned me his Hasselblad {square format camera…incredibly tricky to focus} to try out for a few weeks to see if it was THE camera for me…..In the end, I opted for the more versatile Contax 645….but if I had the funds…I’d be getting this camera too….And I stumbled across these images this morning while looking for summer images for a magazine cover….Yesterday it felt like summer here- in the 70’s…I don’t want to skip Spring – I can not wait to see all my apple blossoms and tulips bloom…but, oh, summer…me & the boys we can’t wait to greet you! xxhasselblad firetruck




IslBGI couldn’t resist posting the naked fire-fighter…my idea of a pin up ❤

And a few quick shots of my beautiful friend, Elizabeth. ❤
hasselblad elizabeth


p.s. if anyone comes across an old hassey while cleaning out grannie’s attic…keep me in mind :0)


The Last Crib Sleep


henry crib nap film



Henry didn’t know it- but this was his last nap in his little white crib….I hung on as long as I possibly could, but it was time to say good-bye…Especially since he was getting a let up and over the railing…

I think he might have sensed I was a bit sad, because he was more than happy to let me grab these silly shots of him. Baby after my own heart.

{shot on my Contax 645 with Kodak Porta 400} xx

milk + rhubarb + strawberries + tulips







tulip+strawberryMy dad {aka Papa} was super awesome & took the boys to a tractor show for a few hours…I got caught up on most of emails…and then had to do a little mini session for myself. And because I needed a header photo for this lovely blog that made sense ❤

And then the boys came home…and I grabbed this quick shot of them begging for snacks from the fridge….back to motherhood. ❤

rodeoandcophotography-10{p.s. i will do similar post in a few weeks sharing my film shots of the same set-up…these are all from by nifty Canon Mark III}