I have a beautiful new summer dress—with a full skirt that is a dream to twirl in, perfect for skipping, dancing...and balancing. An idyllic early summer Sunday afternoon with blue skies, white clouds, and green mountains was the perfect backdrop for a photo op—especially when I saw not one but two balance challenges on my drive home from church. I couldn't resist!
When I drove past a green, green field and saw the irrigation pipes suspended over the crop, I was astounded that I hadn't thought to walk this before. It was time to fix that oversight!
After over half a dozen trips back and forth from my camera (setting for time delayed photos) to the pipe, my friend Stacie happened by and helped take some of the photos.
The other photo op was a handrail outside my old highschool and the rec center where I swim. It's a high rail with no middle bar to step up on. I didn't think it was possible to mount—decently—in a dress...until I got this one. There is so much fabric in the skirt that not only can I hold the sides up to my head and still have the center hanging loose and free, I can also hop up and straddle the rail and still have the skirt fall to my ankles on either side—and from there I can mount, still modest. Yep, I love this dress.
I also love this rail. It's high enough to keep me motivated not to fall.
Blue dress, blue sky, even a blue rail. Beautiful summer blues, beautiful summer balance.
When I drove past a green, green field and saw the irrigation pipes suspended over the crop, I was astounded that I hadn't thought to walk this before. It was time to fix that oversight!
After over half a dozen trips back and forth from my camera (setting for time delayed photos) to the pipe, my friend Stacie happened by and helped take some of the photos.
The other photo op was a handrail outside my old highschool and the rec center where I swim. It's a high rail with no middle bar to step up on. I didn't think it was possible to mount—decently—in a dress...until I got this one. There is so much fabric in the skirt that not only can I hold the sides up to my head and still have the center hanging loose and free, I can also hop up and straddle the rail and still have the skirt fall to my ankles on either side—and from there I can mount, still modest. Yep, I love this dress.
I also love this rail. It's high enough to keep me motivated not to fall.
Blue dress, blue sky, even a blue rail. Beautiful summer blues, beautiful summer balance.
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