Photo project: rest of February

Does anyone remember my photo project? Some days I forget, myself. Feb. 10 was the first day I missed. By evening when I realized I hadn't yet taken a photo I tried to take pictures of my family -- of anyone,  doing anything. They all complained about my camera-toting presence. "Oh, mo-om." Oh, well. (I took my family's disinterest a little too personally.)

 Feb. 11. What in the world? Wedding dresses become time machines when you see your 15-year-old daughter wearing one -- and the future seems impossibly near enough to touch. This was for a YW fashion show about modesty. Emma allowed only a quick snapshot in the hallway, but isn't she stunning? The dress belonged to one of her leaders. My dress, even if I had bought it instead of renting, screams early 90s a bit too loudly to appeal to my girls.  Poofy shoulders! Mutton sleeves! Excessive lace and beading! 

 Feb. 12. Daffodils sprouting on south face of the street, snow banks on north face.

Feb. 13. Let's all  drop our voices to a whisper to enjoy this rare sighting in the animal kingdom: the elusive studious Kyle. (I won't mention that Kyle skipped a class to stay home and work on this.  Oops, I  did mention it.)

Feb. 14.  When did Valentine's Day became such a candy racket?

Feb. 15. Driveway basketball in the dark. I took this looking down on James from our porch.

Feb. 16. Another Sunday, another meal, another display of the bright red uniform. (See Jan. 26.)

Feb. 17.  Presidents Day at the park. 

Feb. 19. Wednesday reading groups in James' class. 

Feb. 20. Hee, hee. Graffiti irony is so erudite, no? This is stenciled. Do stores sell stencils like this next to the spray paint? 

Feb. 21. Emma baking. I got another "Oh, mo-om," and instructions that I couldn't show her face. 

Feb. 22. Wellsville Tabernacle. We took James on a quick trip to Cache County for his fourth-grade report.

Feb.  23. This is a little experiment with some of the effects programmed into my camera. (But the shot wasn't posed.)

Feb. 24. Samuel announced that for family home evening he was going to read us part of a Magic Tree House book.

Feb. 25. Hmm, guess I like leaves. On this day I was feeling especially down. No one wants a reason to feel down, but when you don't have a reason it's even more frustrating that you feel so discouraged. I remember once finding lacy leaves, the kind that had fallen to the ground in the fall and decomposed until only the framework of veins remained. To get myself out of my funk I went to the park and hunted for such a specimen. Two missions accomplished. I am so thankful for the beauty of nature.

Feb. 26. Samuel at pack meeting with a "Chinese finger prison."

Feb. 27. My dad shows me historical pictures of Midway residents that he found online. I spent an enjoyable afternoon interviewing him and filming some of his childhood stories.

 Feb.  28. Shot for PTA poster. That's the Cat in the Hat in the background, reading to a kindergarten class.