The last time I took a road trip in January was two years ago … with my parents … for a funeral. Below is a photo of a wind farm we passed in Iowa on that trip. I’m lucky my parents were willing to make the stop, because I got some pretty cool photos, most of which have never been published before.
Today I’m leaving on another road trip, but this time it’s a girls’ weekend at a spa in the Lake of the Ozarks! I’m so excited. Hopefully I’ll have some fun pictures to share when I return.
Saturday evening I had the privilege of photographing Miranda & Jesse’s wedding. The fall farm setting was gorgeous, and having her fathers’ and guests’ airplanes in the background was a memorable touch. This was my first wedding, and since it wasn’t nearly as nerve-racking as I thought it might be, I hope it’s not my last. Do you have a favorite image below – or suggestions for the new wedding photographer?
Thursday evening I ventured out around sunset to capture some photos. I was feeling down on luck when a baby calf and pony weren’t in a field I’d seen them in earlier in the week, so I shot some disappointing photos of corn fields. And then … I came upon this. Perfection.
My husband and I spent part of the weekend visiting his family in Southeast Kansas, which is quite a change in scenery from our daily life in Kansas City. Rural life lends itself to some great photographic opportunities, so we took the 4-wheeler out to explore the pasture and watch the cows. I love how they follow you with their curious eyes.
We passed by lots of open fields driving to Topeka, Kansas this weekend, as I’m sure you can imagine. I’d seen this silo with a tree growing out of it several times in the past, so I had big plans to stop and take photos. I finally decided to tell my husband about these plans after we got on the road. I guess he’s used to my odd photography requests by now, because he didn’t think twice about it. When we approached the silo, he graciously pulled off the highway and even trudged through a dead corn field with me. I seem to pick the coldest, windiest days to take photos, and Saturday was no exception. But I think the end result was worth it.
Photographic Rhodes 