I was so excited to get nominated to do the photo challenge that is going around on Facebook. The “rules” read as follows: Seven days. Seven black and white photos of your life. No people, no explanation. Challenge someone new each day.
I watched people get nominated and waited and waited for my chance. And then there it was “So today I nominate my friend… Melissa Anne Andring.” Thank you Cyndy for nominating me. I love challenges like this. I love when positive posts or contests or challenges show up in my newsfeed. I’d start a hundred of them a day if I thought it would get others to do the same. How about a “Share your favorite recipe” challenge? Or a “write something awesome about your spouse” challenge? Or “share a joke” Saturday? Something, anything to keep our social media a little lighter and a lot less angry, depressing, complaining or negative.
I know what thing that has changed about me, is how I use my social media. Do you know how Facebook shares your memories? Well first of all, it’s a little like having your ex thrown in your face every other day of the week. But next year will be better because I figured out that when they show up in memories, you can just delete that post or picture and “voila”, no more memory to show up the next year. But the other thing I realized is that I complained on Facebook. A lot. So one of my personal growth goals a long time ago was to keep my Facebook posts more positive. I’m a work in progress.
I fall down a lot. I started posting positive things I see happening in the world every day. I made it two days. Not because I don’t see positive things happening every single day. But because I’m entirely too lazy to formulate it into a coherent post every single day. Yes. I am that lazy.
But this 7 day challenge I was super excited about. It combined my love of all things positive and my love of photos - especially black and white photos. As soon as I was nominated, heck - even before I was nominated, I was thinking about things that really would speak about my life. I didn’t get to take all the pictures I wanted, sometimes I was in a hurry and the day was going by too fast. But I did grab pictures that at least represented what I do a lot in my life.
Day 1 was easy. It was a shot of my classroom as seen from my desk. Anyone who knows me, knows I live and breathe my job. When I am not at my desk I am thinking about my job, telling stories about my job, laughing about my job, and yes, even venting about my job. The picture clearly focuses on my alarming collection of Sharpies (only one container of 2 such collections) and all things organized.
Day 2 was fun. I knew that one of my days would be volleyball. Even though I still have zero desire to ever bump a volleyball myself (I’m not gonna lie - I’m more than a little afraid of the ball) I really have a love of the game. I do not mind watching a great game of volleyball and of course my girls are my favorite to watch. It’s such an exciting fast paced game. There is always something going on. On day 2 we headed to Rushford to watch them play. At the end of the game I borrowed a ball and even got help from their coach is setting up the shot. I’m sure I embarrassed Libby, but oh well - won’t be the last time I’m sure.
Day 3 was tricky only in I couldn’t figure out what would represent my job at the Village Square the best. A pizza? We make a dang good pizza? I thought about taking a picture of my my tip cup and waitress book, but figured a majority of people wouldn’t know what they were looking at. So what really represents the Village? Pie of course!
Day 4 is a little bit of a staged shot to make sure I got some of my favorites. But it was staged because I didn’t even have any wine, it is actually Spring Grove soda in my favorite wine glass. Other than that you have it all. A good book, my favorite blanket and a glass of wine - one of my favorite guilty pleasures.
Day 5 was a hurry up and take a picture of something kind of picture. Most people probably recognize it as the entrance to Fleet Farm. I was trying to think of something on the fly on a very busy day and could have thought of something better I’m sure. But we do have horses and chickens and having farm animals means spending a fair amount at the nearest feed and farm supply store. Love a trip to Fleet Farm. There is always something I “need”. Even if it is a bag of trail mix or chocolate covered raisins.
Day 6 was kind of a struggle at first. I knew I wanted something to represent the drive to and from work for one of the days. That drive is how I straighten my head and do some of my best thinking. It is also how I decompress after work and try my hardest to leave my frustrations and worries about work from coming home with me. I was struggling with what to take a picture of. The car? The road? What? And then this beautiful sunrise blossomed over the horizon. And that little sliver of moon was the finishing touch. Of course black and white doesn’t truly capture how amazing the colors all blended together, but it was a challenge after all. And yes - I pulled over to the side of the road first.
Day 7 was the most fun. Obviously I had to have a horse picture. And I agonized over which horse to take a picture of, what part of the horse to take a picture of, maybe I should just take a picture of the saddle, blah blah blah. I’m serious people - this is the kind of thing that I spend way too much time thinking about. And then, as I was unsaddling Cutie for the night and noticed how much I love her super cool blanket butt, I knew exactly what would represent our herd of POA’s and Appaloosas the best.
Honestly - I don’t think I’m done with random black and white photos of my life. Be prepared to see many more of them over the next several weeks and months, heck - maybe even years. There is something so classic and beautiful about a great black and white shot. It takes out all the “extra” and makes the viewer really focus on the content in the shot. Always have had a soft spot for the black and white art and always will.