A Portrait of Autumn

When the trees change and the first hints come that summer is slipping away, autumn slips in, silently, subtly. The first hints of autumn are the change in the slant of the light, and that delicious crispness in the morning air. Then the trees are bursting with color and the prairie grasses ignite with the hues of autumn.
IMG_3103Autumn is a time of foreshadowing. We know that winter is on its way and autumn, perhaps more than the other seasons, tempts us with glimpses of winter. Heavy frost in the mornings, the first dustings of snow, ice on the windshields. That special slant in the light.
IMG_5601Autumn is a time of tenacity. Leaves cling to the trees, as if reluctant to fall. Little clusters of trees retain their autumn glow. Wildflowers persist into the first snows and through the first frosts. Birds so fragile they’d seem unfit to weather the winter persevere in their downy warmth.
IMG_5563Autumn is a time of preparation. A time of readying for the coming winter. The trees and plants put away their summer garb and settle into themselves and into the earth, quiet, resting, biding their time until winter is gone and spring has arrived. Animals begin to grow their winter furs, and they harvest their winter store of nuts and seeds. Birds fly south. Mankind puts up firewood and garden produce, winterizes their homes, and drags out the bins of winter clothing and coats and boots and mittens.img_1939Autumn is a time of abundance. And what abundance! Not only the abundance of the harvest, and the abundance of garden produce and fresh preserves glimmering with color, but abundance of fragrances, sights, sounds, tastes, textures. The perfume of moss and brown leaves and damp, the burning reds and golds and saffrons of the trees and underbrush and prairie grasses, the sounds of crackling leaves underfoot and flocking birds and moaning autumn winds and rain and the muted whisper of the fog, the taste of the crisp almost-winter air, the tapestry of fallen leaves and bare trees and rattling grasses and pods of the long-gone summer flowers. The abundance is overwhelming.
IMG_6771 Autumn is here. Winter is on her way. So we revel in the last fleeting warmth, but also look forward to another glorious season.

Laura Elizabeth

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Photoshoot | The Parents

Mom and Dad have been asking me to do portraits for them for awhile now, and today was the perfect afternoon! What fun to spend some time making portraits of them as a couple. Dad and Mom seem pretty level headed and laid back in public, but they really can be hilarious and…kind of like newlyweds.  I mean, they sort of bust the traditional monochromatic stereotype of the homeschool mom and the pastor dad. Pretty sure I deleted 2/3 of the pictures I got because they were in the throes of laughter. I have no idea what they were laughing about.
IMG_6668IMG_6588IMG_6691IMG_6700IMG_6606Particularly in this present culture, their marriage does one’s heart good! Their marriage is characterized by a love and delight in one another, mutual respect, Biblical headship, mutual submission to God’s wonderful plans and intentions for marriage. They truly have a beautiful, dynamic relationship, centered on the only Rock and Truth, Jesus Christ. They’ve done their share of failing, as has anyone who has ever worked hard to succeed at something, and they would be the first to acknowledge that their successes haven’t been through their own strength, but through the strength of their Savior. That is a success that lasts! They are building a beautiful legacy.

I’m so glad to have their example in my lives!

Laura Elizabeth

Photoshoot | Prior Family

Another weekend family photoshoot in the books! The weather was perfect, and even though the autumn gold has mostly faded by now, there is something strangely festive and nostalgic about the simplicity of the colors of October. Tan and rich brown, cream, sage, and the almost-gold of dying grasses.
IMG_6277IMG_6115IMG_6120IMG_6208The Priors own Dakota Greens, the greenhouse where my sister Sarah has worked for the last year and a half. It was fun to get to know them a little bit this afternoon. We took pictures at Stockade Lake, and then drove a few miles into the park and pulled off to the side of the road. Beautiful rock outcroppings, waist-high grasses, and shoulder-high cattails are the textures of autumn. Fall is a wonderful time of year.

Laura Elizabeth

Photoshoot | Anna

Yep, Anna again. It really is great to have such a cooperative subject on Sunday afternoons after church when the light is gorgeous and the fall weather is irresistible! Over by Stockade Lake, the aspens were lit up golden, and I just happened to have my camera with me.
IMG_5429IMG_5408IMG_5366IMG_5473Anna’s a sport.

Laura Elizabeth

Photoshoot | Moore Family

We have enjoyed some beautiful fall weather the past few days, and I got to enjoy some of it out on a photoshoot with the Moore family. The light was extremely cooperative, and the whole afternoon was delightful. We go to church together and their littlest is in my Sunday school class, but it was fun to get to spend time with all the Moores together.
IMG_4605IMG_4354IMG_4772IMG_4673IMG_4578IMG_5208IMG_4434Seeing the various ways a family expresses affection is extremely heartwarming. The Moores are a very warm and loving family, and it can easily be seen in their affection for one another. What a beautiful family, inside and out!

 

Laura Elizabeth

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Poetry in the Aspen Trees

There is poetry in the aspen trees. They speak it, when the wind whispers through their leaves. The wind in the pines is a mournful sound, but the wind in the aspens is like laughter.
IMG_4112Aspens in summer are a poem of laughter and gaiety. Like stained glass, the leaves glow and glint and glimmer, a misty, vibrant green in a sea of black pines.
IMG_4115In autumn, the aspens are a poem of plenty, a poem of thanksgiving, but with a hint of sadness. A gust of wind showers the leaves like showers of gold, and the bright color is sprinkled liberally on the carpet of the earth.

A change of seasons means loss – But it also means renewing, in God’s time. That is the poem of the aspen trees.

“Blessed be the name of God forever and ever,
    to whom belong wisdom and might.
21 He changes times and seasons;
    he removes kings and sets up kings;
he gives wisdom to the wise
    and knowledge to those who have understanding;
22 he reveals deep and hidden things;
    he knows what is in the darkness,
    and the light dwells with him.

Daniel 2:20-22
Laura Elizabeth