Under the Train Tracks {Photography, Watson, Illinois}

We've had a very full day already, and Tharin is still bugging me for more, more, more.  He's like the energizer bunny.  He never gets tired...which exhausts me! First we saw a stunned bird on the road after driving over top of him. We hurriedly turned around and went back to get him before more cars came along.  He had a small spot of blood on his beak, but quickly flew off after a few minutes in my moms hands.  What a gorgeous bird, with blue iridescent feathers. Next, we went with my mom to the cemetery.  She needed to trim back the rosebush at her mom and dads grave.  Tharin noticed a grave in front of my grandparents that didn't have any flowers and he said he thought that was very sad. After a walk through the cemetery, we discovered where all the cemetery flowers go to die; a treasure trove of color at the edge of the woods.  Tharin then decided to pick a few flowers out to put on the woman's grave that had none.  What a sweet, sweet boy he is, and yes, I guess I let him pick through garbage.  There was also a really cool santa snowman there, but we decided to leave him.  Poor snowman...We inspected old graves and he asked how old everyone was, why they died, and how to pronounce all the names.  I think he was disconcerted by the baby graves.

We then decided to leave my mom to it for awhile and we walked across the train tracks to my parents property where our crick runs underneath the tracks.  We were now officially 'adventuring' as Tharin likes to call it.  We had to crawl down, and then later, back up, an extremely, almost vertical embankment.  We were half way down and I was greatly regretting our decision.  Alas, we made it, albeit very slowly and sore bums on the way down, and sore knees on the way up.  My brothers and I used to play here when we were young.  I still think it's a pretty cool place, and was way more excited about it than Tharin was.

And now I'm gonna get ready to go to the movie Neighbors!  A good day. Oh yeah, and Tharin lost his first tooth yesterday!!!!  2014-05-17_00052014-05-17_00062014-05-17_00072014-05-17_00082014-05-17_00092014-05-17_00102014-05-17_00112014-05-17_00122014-05-17_00132014-05-17_00142014-05-17_00152014-05-17_00162014-05-17_00172014-05-17_00182014-05-17_0019

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Tytia Habing

I am a self taught, natural light photographer, with sixteen years of shooting experience under my belt. Back in the day, I learned to shoot with film, developed it and printed my own photos in my darkroom. I've since moved to digital, but film holds a very dear spot in my heart that I just can't seem to shake. I was supposed to be a horticulturalist and landscape architect...at least that's what my degree's tell me. I followed that path for some time, along with a few other paths, but photography won my heart. Plants and beautiful mother nature is, and will always be, a great inspiration to me. If at all possible, I prefer to shoot outdoors and somehow incorporate nature into the scene. I'm originally from the Watson, Illinois area, but the majority of my adult life I spent living in the Cayman Islands and only moved home to Illinois with my husband and son a few short years ago. I grew up on a small working farm, with acres and acres of natural areas at my disposal. It gave me a great appreciation for the world around me. I roamed wherever I pleased, built forts in the woods, picked wildflowers in the pasture and caught craw-daddies in the crick. My son is taking over the jobs of fort building and craw-daddy hunting, but I'll never give up the picking of wildflowers.