San Francisco Beach



I am longing for the day that I can return to San Francisco & spend some time on the beach watching the Pacific roll in….


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}

Family Trip To NYC: Part II: American Museum of Natural History


Our second day in NYC was devoted entirely to the American Museum of Natural History. Two boys & dinosaurs, animals, birds, Native Americans & whales….It was seriously a PERFECT day for our little family. The traffic was smooth sailing getting from Queens to Manhattan on Memorial Day {who knew- certainly not the woman at the hotel desk that told me I was crazy. For reals.} We parked on 78th and walked 1/2 block up the Museum….






{I told him not to smile…in fact, promised him a dinosaur toy if he didn’t smile….}


flamingo painting






Grampa Brown’s Hawaii Slides: Part 1. 1968

hawaii 1968


A few weeks ago, my grandmother loaned me a big metal box titled: Hawaii…inside were hundreds of slides of images my grandfather took on his few trips to Hawaii from 1968-1980. My grandfather, Larry Brown, was an Army Air Corps. flight engineer and made stops at the base there. In 1980 he & my grandmother, Evelyn, vacationed there. hawaii hanahuma bay oahu 1980

It seems entirely crazy that I never realized what a talented photographer my Grampa Brown; but it’s true. He passed away when I in the first grade- but I do have memories of looking at slides with him in their big, sunny kitchen & organizing for his “slide-shows.” However, at that young age, I did not grasp the power of his photography. Oddly, my grandmother does not have his images in frames around her house- my mother says it was because it was always too expensive to get prints made, much more affordable to do the “slide-shows.”


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Going through all of the Hawaii slides brought me to tears- I feel as if finally, nearly 30 years after he passed away I’m getting the chance to get to know my grandfather as a man, a photographer…and it has been truly humbling & emotional experience. I have picked my favorite images & those that I know my grandmother would enjoy to see again & have just ordered a book thru Artifact Uprising… {I will post images of the hardcover book when it arrives}. hawaii 1968

hawaii 1980

There are still many, many more boxes of slides to go through…which is such a treat. I will continue to share- but ask, should I do it here? Should I create a new blog dedicated to Grampa’s photos? I would love your feedback! xx Meg

spring blossoms + mary oliver’s poem “mindful”

Apple Blossoms Medium Format Film

The other morning I had the “pleasure” of having my teeth cleaned – when I was walking back to my little car I noticed the prettiest pale pink blossoms across the street at the bank. I had three shots left on a roll of film from the weekend’s wedding…Needless to say, I had found a proper candidate for finishing the film….and am so happy I took the time to do it {even though I did get strange looks from passerby’s }


Mindful by Mary Oliver

Every day
I see or hear
that more or less

kills me
with delight,
that leaves me
like a needle
in the haystack
of light.
It was what I was born for –
to look, to listen,

to lose myself
inside this soft world –
to instruct myself
over and over

in joy,
and acclamation.
Nor am I talking
about the exceptional,

the fearful, the dreadful,
the very extravagant –

but of the ordinary,
the common, the very drab,

the daily presentations.
Oh, good scholar,
I say to myself,
how can you help

but grow wise
with such teachings
as these –
the untrimmable light

of the world,
the ocean’s shine,
the prayers that are made
out of grass?


Anyone have any recommendations for poets? Honestly, Mary Oliver is one of the few that I truly admire and can understand ❤ {and yes, I also do like Jewel’s book of poems…even though, apparently, I should not admit that in writing}. xx

earth day: prospect farm, lunenburg, vermont



goatsFor Earth Day yesterday, we took a trip up to Lunenberg, Vermont  with some friends to visit Prospect Farm. We are super excited to have our first season as CSA members- and I wanted the boys to see the farm…and  we got a chance to meet all the babies on the farm. Goats. Pigs. Chickens….






{shot on my my con tax 645 with kodak porta 400} xx