This is my photographic response to this week’s (er…last week’s) photo challenge by The Daily Post. I like taking photos, especially for this type of challenge. I find it leads me to see the world differently. And seeing the world differently is something I always find enriching.
The assignment: “share a photo that means UNEXPECTED to you.”
I’m a little late for this one, but I decided to post anyway after I saw this on my morning walk today:
I usually don’t take my camera on my walks, but this morning it was 12 degrees Fahrenheit, and I had a vague thought that things might look especially interesting in temperatures that cold, so I stuck it in my jacket pocket.
This isn’t the first photo I took of the hot air balloon, but it’s the one I like best. I took this one from my front porch, with my kids in their pjs behind me speculating about the likely fate of the balloon, which was so low, we could hear the whoosh as the pilot fired up the burner.
“I wonder if it’s going to get stuck in those trees?” said my eight-year-old.
“No,” said my four-year-old, “that only happens to kites.”
We visit our families in Ohio and Michigan most years, and each time we visit, my father-in-law suggests two or three venues or events that we just can’t miss. With younger kids, we often missed most of these, but now that the kids are both a little older, we’re able to pack a little more into our schedule with minimal negative repercussions (ie, our kids don’t whine or throw tantrums as much as they did a couple of years ago).
This year, one of the two main attractions of our visit to Michigan (besides being spoiled by Grandma and Grandpa) was the Michigan Challenge Balloon Fest in Howell, Michigan.
We got there early and staked out a good spot under a hill on a tree. We supplemented the treats we’d brought in the cooler with elephant ears and fresh lemonade and other classic fair food. We saw skydivers dive from the sky, watched jugglers juggle, sat in a small airplane, and visited with a groundhog and a great horned owl while waiting for the main event.
The wind grounded many of the balloons; of the ~40 scheduled to take off that evening, we got to see 10 go up. But we didn’t mind. For my family, ten hot air balloons was all of the excitement we needed.
I’ve posted a few photos here, and I’ll post more on the Imperfect Happiness Facebook Page.