With spring finally springing- I'm busy winding up the home apothecary/foraging around here. With the start of spring- comes dandelions- the number one reason I started all this homesteading crazy a year ago- to create a pain remedy for my husband. It worked and here I am a year later- doing 4 times a day runs to the hayfield to collect dandy's to dehydrate in batches. While doing so- I've taken the opportunity to photograph all the busy buzzing honeybees around me!

Near the end of April- there was a "class" to photograph butterflies at FMG. It was an amazing evening spent with a photo friend/model of mine. We shared bad jokes, laughter, suffered thru the opinions of elder men dolling out their "advice", and I took some bucket list images of flutter bugs :)

When I was a baby photographer... With my trusty Canon Powershot that I carried with me EVERYWHERE I went, before there were studios, and models, and pressure, and learning... I tagged along with Hubby on one of his monthly AED checks he does for large unnamed power company over in the middle and eastern side of the state.

On that specific run, he took me past this abandoned farm house. And I was hooked. Ever since I have a deep passion for stopping and wandering and photographing the stories left behind. I had photographed and adventured up to the old asylum in Traverse City a few times before this- but this was my first abandoned farm house.

A week or so ago- we went by it again on the same run. She's more caved in in spots, more rot, more aged sadness- but still beautiful. Even on a dreary cold late April afternoon.

In early April, I went on a photo walk with my camera buddies. It was cold, and soggy, and honestly not much to photograph as Mother Nature hadn't started waking up yet. I'm excited to go back to this park in particular once warmth gives way to more photogenic nature scenes- but I think I did pretty good getting images of the symphony or greys and brown of early Spring in Michigan.