Mum Mountain

It is what you think it is. An entire mountain made up of mums. Ok, maybe mountain is a little excessive. It is a rather large mass of mums though, don’t you think? We were blessed with unseasonably warm weather this part weekend. We like that. On Saturday we visited a local greenhouse, Ott’s in Collegeville, to find that the mums were in full bloom. We must get some. Our garden is looking barren and could use a little sprucing up before wintertime hits. So we got red ones. Of course. And I felt like a child, so excited to be climbing mum mountain, camera in hand. We stood at the top and just took it all in… the warmth of the autumn sun, the sweet smell of flowers in the air, the bright and vivid colors all around us. I kinda like that place. 

The mid-day sun made for some tough shooting conditions. The light was bright and harsh. And I’m not used to that. But it is what it is, our perfectly imperfect Saturday afternoon…  

The infamous attempt at the self-portrait… Told you it was bright! {We didn’t mean to match, so please pretend you didn’t notice. Ha.}