Whatever wish I may have made instead is irrelevant now. 

Whatever wish I may have made instead is irrelevant now. 

solongsunshine:

snowy mountain adventure to Evergreen today

Could everyone just behold Thea’s picture for a second? I dragged my expensive equipment out of the car, Pawn-Shop Tripod and all, to photograph this little valley on our Misty Mountains Misadventure and my pictures aren’t nearly as precious as this one is. 
I’m Photo-shopping a beard onto her selfie as we speak in an act of mature retaliation.

solongsunshine:

snowy mountain adventure to Evergreen today

Could everyone just behold Thea’s picture for a second? I dragged my expensive equipment out of the car, Pawn-Shop Tripod and all, to photograph this little valley on our Misty Mountains Misadventure and my pictures aren’t nearly as precious as this one is. 

I’m Photo-shopping a beard onto her selfie as we speak in an act of mature retaliation.

Tags: whines

There’s something to be learned from watching a dog enjoy a windy day. When the wind picks up and she closes her little eyes and takes in all the smells and her little dog brain interprets them all, who knows what she reads in all of those smells— maybe she’s thinking about all the foxes and coyotes and rabbits or maybe she’s just thinking “mmmPoop”— but she sure is content to sit for a while and sniff and sniff while all the smells blow by. Maybe, just maybe, this is like watching season after season of Supernatural reruns on Netflix blow by while, smiling to myself like the dog smiles at the wind, I soak them all in from the comfort of my basement couch. Or maybe I haven’t quite learned the lesson just yet.

There’s something to be learned from watching a dog enjoy a windy day. When the wind picks up and she closes her little eyes and takes in all the smells and her little dog brain interprets them all, who knows what she reads in all of those smells— maybe she’s thinking about all the foxes and coyotes and rabbits or maybe she’s just thinking “mmmPoop”— but she sure is content to sit for a while and sniff and sniff while all the smells blow by. Maybe, just maybe, this is like watching season after season of Supernatural reruns on Netflix blow by while, smiling to myself like the dog smiles at the wind, I soak them all in from the comfort of my basement couch. Or maybe I haven’t quite learned the lesson just yet.

My phone has always insisted on autocorrecting “rock” to “Rick” because I think it thinks that girls my age should be talking more about “Ricks” than “rocks.” My phone should stop being so old fashioned, is what I think.

My phone has always insisted on autocorrecting “rock” to “Rick” because I think it thinks that girls my age should be talking more about “Ricks” than “rocks.” My phone should stop being so old fashioned, is what I think.

julianna-w:

More rocks, sorry. This is another I’m going to re-shoot when I am jobless in January in Lakewood. Better lighting on a cloudier day, maybe with a long exposure at dusk. 

I did. I re-shot this today. I’m gonna go ahead and give myself a Gold Star for following through. I’m reblogging it before I post the new one because I want them to be next to each other in the archive because of my crazy pants.

julianna-w:

More rocks, sorry. This is another I’m going to re-shoot when I am jobless in January in Lakewood. Better lighting on a cloudier day, maybe with a long exposure at dusk. 

I did. I re-shot this today. I’m gonna go ahead and give myself a Gold Star for following through. I’m reblogging it before I post the new one because I want them to be next to each other in the archive because of my crazy pants.

A wise old sweet potato contemplates the mysteries of life on the front range on a cloudy day.
Green Mountain, Colorado. 2014.

A wise old sweet potato contemplates the mysteries of life on the front range on a cloudy day.

Green Mountain, Colorado. 2014.

julianna-w:

julianna-w:

I woke up pretty sad this morning, but decided to run my favorite trail anyway. I’m glad I did because otherwise I would not have found this wonderful rock.
It isn’t anything special- just a piece of quartz with some particularly lovely deposits of color- but it made me feel a bit better which I think makes it a valuable little piece of the earth.
One thing about looking for rocks is that when there’s a huge deposit of pretty stone, most people won’t pick anything up because it all looks the same; no one piece stands out. This one would have gone unnoticed I bet, had it been surrounded by white and pink and yellow rocks, but I found it among a bunch of grey ones on a dusty brown trail so I guess I got lucky today.
I just love it.

I lost this rock somewhere in Fort Collins. If anyone finds it, please let me know. Who knows, there might be a reward. And who knows, maybe the reward is even food-related… 

Nevermind I found the rock! Woohoo! It was in with all of my other rocks, I just needed to clean them all off and reorganize them into pizza boxes post-move. And guess what? There WAS a reward! And it WAS food! 

julianna-w:

julianna-w:

I woke up pretty sad this morning, but decided to run my favorite trail anyway. I’m glad I did because otherwise I would not have found this wonderful rock.

It isn’t anything special- just a piece of quartz with some particularly lovely deposits of color- but it made me feel a bit better which I think makes it a valuable little piece of the earth.

One thing about looking for rocks is that when there’s a huge deposit of pretty stone, most people won’t pick anything up because it all looks the same; no one piece stands out. This one would have gone unnoticed I bet, had it been surrounded by white and pink and yellow rocks, but I found it among a bunch of grey ones on a dusty brown trail so I guess I got lucky today.

I just love it.

I lost this rock somewhere in Fort Collins. If anyone finds it, please let me know. Who knows, there might be a reward. And who knows, maybe the reward is even food-related… 

Nevermind I found the rock! Woohoo! It was in with all of my other rocks, I just needed to clean them all off and reorganize them into pizza boxes post-move. And guess what? There WAS a reward! And it WAS food! 

Why all these non-landscape oriented landscapes, you ask? Because I am a rule-breaker who happens to be frequently trapped in canyons, is the answer. 
I didn’t even follow the rule of thirds. I chopped this one right in half with that horizon line. 
I find that these little rebellions are important when living with your parents. They keep me from filling my morning coffee with whiskey or getting an irresponsible tattoo of a fossil on my foot or eating non-brunch items for brunch.

Why all these non-landscape oriented landscapes, you ask? Because I am a rule-breaker who happens to be frequently trapped in canyons, is the answer. 

I didn’t even follow the rule of thirds. I chopped this one right in half with that horizon line. 

I find that these little rebellions are important when living with your parents. They keep me from filling my morning coffee with whiskey or getting an irresponsible tattoo of a fossil on my foot or eating non-brunch items for brunch.

Threadbare Things.
Morrison, Colorado 2014.

Threadbare Things.

Morrison, Colorado 2014.

Quicksilver. Morrison, Colorado 2014.
Some days you just have to drag your brother out of his bed, tell him you don’t have time to explain, put on an ugly hat to cover up your even uglier hair, and drive to the mountains before the fickle Colorado weather shifts and the fog is gone. 

Quicksilver. Morrison, Colorado 2014.

Some days you just have to drag your brother out of his bed, tell him you don’t have time to explain, put on an ugly hat to cover up your even uglier hair, and drive to the mountains before the fickle Colorado weather shifts and the fog is gone. 

This is where I LIVE, you guys. I LIVE here. I GRADUATED at this place (where I also saw Brandon Flowers climb atop a rock and sing my favorite Elvis Presley song…) *Grabs hair and runs in tiny circle.* No WONDER I love rocks so much.

Also, how much fun is the iPhone panorama thingie? I don’t know about you but when I scan the horizon with my arm all outstretched, the wind blowing my sweaty George of the Jungle hair into a majestic middle-part, I feel like I’m casting some sort of new-fangled techno-wizardry spell over all the land. 

Sorry for the longness. This was horizontal, but it changed and became vertical. Hey! OhMyGod! Kinda like rocks actually do sometimes! See Principle of Original HorizontalitySee how I kind of made a geology joke?

Natural Vernacular, 2014. Julianna Woolums

Sometimes a dirty lens gives you a different perspective. Maybe losing a lens cap isn’t such a bad thing? I’m not being existential here, I just really ought to unpack my lens wipe thingies.

Sometimes a dirty lens gives you a different perspective. Maybe losing a lens cap isn’t such a bad thing? I’m not being existential here, I just really ought to unpack my lens wipe thingies.

An artist’s dedication: Julianna turns off the shower and demands her camera so she can take pictures of the moth that fluttered into the bathroom. Wet, naked, and alone with a bug. I think this sums up a large part of what makes my roommate so special.

solongsunshine:

An artist’s dedication: Julianna turns off the shower and demands her camera so she can take pictures of the moth that fluttered into the bathroom. Wet, naked, and alone with a bug. I think this sums up a large part of what makes my roommate so special.

I was cleaning out my SD cards and found this which was the result of that.

 

And I thought it was sort of neat to see the picture being taken and then see the picture. Living by yourself is great, but living with Real Friends is better and here’s why:

1. Real Friends don’t ignore you when you turn off the shower and start shouting for help. (Regular Friends or Just Plain Roommates shouldn’t either, but you never know…)

2. Real Friends aren’t (too) pissed when they find out you aren’t in any danger, and actually are just too lazy to get out of the shower and get your own damn camera.

3. Real Friends fetch the camera so you can pursue your weird artistic practices but also to avoid unwanted nudity situations.

and

4. Real Friends document the whole thing and post it on the internet.