Sunday, August 28, 2011


I have to admit, I'm a sucker for pictures of dogs.  This is my cousin's little dog.  It's truly a half pint, but super cute nonetheless.  Maybe someday I'll expand my wildlife photography to house cats, but until then I'll stick with the canines.  Obviously, I use 'wildlife' sarcastically because if you don't count the occasional frog at the lab, I don't really see many other animals.  Maybe someday. 

Saturday, August 27, 2011


 Here are two pictures from March.  This was taken at my grandma's funeral, and luckily we were able to all get together for a picture.  From a biological perspective, it's amazing what kind of variety brothers from the same parents can have.  Not only that, but identical twins sharing the same DNA have their own distinct personalities.  From a family perspective, I'm grateful for the solid figures that are all over my family tree.  My bothers and uncles are truly amazing.  And, of course my sisters and aunts are great as well!

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Opted for My Glove

It's funny that the last post I put a picture of a baseball and the very next night, I caught a foul ball at the Bee's game.  Now if you know me, I've been wanting to catch a foul ball for a long, long, long time!  It was an unreal moment.  The night was beautiful and I wish I had my camera, but I'm glad I opted for my glove and not my camera that night.  Don't worry, the ball is displayed proudly in my room.

By popular demand, here is another dog picture.  I can only stand looking at all the emails rolling in demanding more dog pictures for so long.  I'm totally kidding, I've never received such emails.  I do like this picture, however, and thought I would share.  Consider it a freebie.

Friday, August 12, 2011

For the Love of the Game

The other night our ward played in the stake softball tournament.  We just barely qualified with a record a little above 500.  In fact, we only won one game if you take away the times we won by forfeit.   However, we rolled through the tournament almost doubling our opponents score in each of the three games.  It was incredible.  I was proud to play with such talented players.  Seriously, the guys and girls that play on our team are amazing.  I wish I can say that about myself, but sadly, I just fill a stop and try to not make too many errors-- but I love it.

In celebration of our Stake Championship, I decided to dig out my baseball and snap a few pictures.  It's a beautiful object, don't you think?  Few things are more American than baseball, apple pie, blue jeans, rock and roll, or a golden retriever riding down a country road in the back of an old pick-up truck.  So this picture is for all the greats who played the game they loved--Lou Gehrig, Stan Musial, Ted Williams, Satchel Paige, and of course Babe Ruth along with many others.  Dust off your glove and go play catch.  Get a few tickets to your local minor league team and enjoy a cool evening (assuming you aren't in Texas) watching the game.  So instead of asking in frustration why Baseball Tonight seems to be on non-stop during the summer, celebrate the incredible catches, the long hits, and incredible plays that occur around our nation's ballparks every day.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Some of My Parents

 This picture of my parents was taken up in Logan a few months back.  I thought it is a nice picture so I thought I would share.  I'm grateful for my wonderful parents and the love they have given me throughout my whole life.
This picture was taken a few years ago.  My mom was generous enough to model for me while I played with some lighting.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

I'm Scottish

A frazzled elderly Scottish women was trying to find her way to the University Hospital today, and when I found out that she already had an eventful train ride there along with a fear of riding elevators by herself, I decided to accompany her to the hospital.  She was very much relieved to have me along and to find out that the elevators in Primary Children's hospital had murals of hot air balloons and not as she put it, "lined with stainless steel and padding like in mental hospitals."  When we finally got to the the information desk she thanked me and told me her name--last name Ferguson.  I told her it was my pleasure.  When I mentioned my last name she enthusiastically responded that she just knew I was Scottish.  I guess she figured that since I was nice enough to walk and talk with her that I just had to be Scottish.  I walked away smiling.

This picture is a panoramic shot from downtown Salt Lake at about 6th East.  The middle of the three buildings on your left is the Wells Fargo building at Gallivan Center.  Whenever I'm around there,  I remember the night I had dinner down there with a fish bone in my throat.  I really couldn't think of anything else that night, but now I wish I would have manned up and enjoyed the wonderful evening.  Funny how a lousy train ride, fear of elevators, or fish bone in your throat will distract you from the more important things in life.

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Whereabouts of the Feet

 Alright, I need to take some new pictures.  Until then, here is a picture from May.  This blog is mostly a place where I can dump some of the pictures that I take.  It's fun to scroll through and look through all the pictures over the years - almost like a photographic journal.
Little Erin.  We were eating at an ice cream place one night and I asked her what she got.  She exclaimed, "Well, I ordered vanilla.  Chocolate.  And Strawberries!!"  I guess you had to be there, it was cute though.  You know, I've learned (or should have learned) a lot over the years.  Think about all the sciences out there.  I've been watching some TED talks and have been pretty intrigued on some talks on world poverty.  It's very interesting to hear statistics about the world geography.  It's a very intriguing subject.  Anyway, another talk was about the power of a smile and the speaker mentioned that kids on average smile 400 times a day.  Adults, on the other hand, smile substantially less.  Here is a picture of one of Erin's smiles.  From all the subjects I've study, perhaps slowing life down to smile with friends and family is the most important.  I read a study that the New York Times highlighted a while back about where people are when they are happy.  He concluded this:
“If you ask people to imagine winning the lottery,” Dr. Gilbert says, “they typically talk about the things they would do — ‘I’d go to Italy, I’d buy a boat, I’d lay on the beach’ — and they rarely mention the things they would think. But our data suggest that the location of the body is much less important than the location of the mind, and that the former has surprisingly little influence on the latter. The heart goes where the head takes it, and neither cares much about the whereabouts of the feet.”  (Source)
So when you think about all the conditions that need to be in place in order for you to be happy, just focus on your thoughts and attitude.  Don't get me wrong, I love vacations but most of our lives aren't lived on holiday - now are they?  I'm mainly speaking to my myself, by the way.

Wednesday, August 3, 2011


When was the last time you listened to the same over and over again for about an hour and a half?  Well I've been doing it to Parachute's Something to Believe In.  I just can't get enough of it.  I saw them perform it live a month or so ago and I remember it being pretty catchy.  I guess time and distance has made my heart grow fonder because when I heard it today while going to our ward's softball game, I just loved it.  Check it out, you just might like it.

This picture is of the rain, as if you needed an explanation.  It has pretty shallow depth of field which explains why most of the picture is blurry.  I love summer rains.