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Capturing the Essence of Realism

They Call Me Mellow Yellow

We’ve all been there. It’s been a long day, you get up, go to work or class, and check the time so often that you are pretty sure it stopped just out of spite. You’re downing those green drinks like your life depends on it, which in my case, it probably does. When I have days like these I like to have days where I do the opposite. Class? Girl bye. Time? HA! Stop if you want. Donuts? I’ll have six.ย  Okay, so my actual point is when I want to mellow out I switch up my daily routine. Most people associate mellowness with sitting around and basically becoming one with the couch. Why should we correlate winding down with laziness? I like to read up on National Geographic and think about how cool it would be to dive into unknown parts of the ocean. Then I contemplate switching majors so that I can be one step closer to being a mermaid. Then I remember mermaids are not real…(google “Proof Mermaids are Real”) Okay, they aren’t real…back to the point. Sometimes I’ll turn off all the lights, put my headphones in and listen to music. There is something very relaxing about listening to music through headphones. It’s so private and personal and you can really hone in on specific instruments. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been listening to music with my headphones and been like, “Whoa! I didn’t know there was a triangle in this song!” Okay, probably not a triangle but I thought that would persuade you to give my mellow yellow idea a try. ย So basically what I am saying is there are too many ways to mellow down for me to sit here and explain what mellows me. Just keep changing your mellow yellow up… it might even lead to less donuts…or more. ๐Ÿ˜‰


P.S. I’d love to hear what your “mellow yellows” are!


Snow Drifter

Snow Drifter

This shot is completely unedited. I say that because it makes the picture as magical, momentous and….think of another word that begins with ‘M’… More real. ๐Ÿ™‚
It was close to midnight and in the middle of January. As soon as I settled into my cotton-filled heaven (my bed), I get a phone call saying that I need to come outside. I look out the window to see an incredible amount of snow falling andย  I tell my roommate, who happens to be my best friend of 15 years, to get her warmest clothes on. I’m in a dorm…on campus… it’s basically a blizzard so, what do you think I walked into? Practically every student throwing snowballs! I mean I’ve never been a part of such a massive snowball fury fest! Yes, I said fury fest. I like to use strange combinations of words to describe things, you’ll get used to it. ๐Ÿ˜‰ Any who, I happened to have grabbed my Nikon point and shoot camera and just started snapping as many pictures as I could to keep this unpredictable moment alive. This is a picture of the person who called me to come outside. He’s a cowboy. No I mean he is a REAL cowboy, he has cows and horses and that hat. I’m so glad I got this shot because if it weren’t for this snow-drifter I would have never had the chance to see how all the college “adults” could turn back into kids in the midst of weather’s flurry fest! See what I did there? Fury…Flurry..I need to stop.

99 year old WWII Veteran

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This is a photo of my very favorite person in this whole beautiful world, my grandfather. As it states in the title, Justin McCarthy Miller is ninety-nine years old and was a Fighter Pilot for the Marine Corps during WWII. My Grandaddy Mac is a strong, caring, sun-shining man whose love for his family extends beyond any limits. You will find that I upload many photos of this man, not only because I love the life out of him but, because I see so much character, realism and life which I hope to capture and share with the world.


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