Why, hello there.  For those of you that don’t know me (or tried hard to forget), I’m Candace and I’ve been trespassing here before, blathering on about this and that.  Emily recently skipped over to mountain country for some business, which left her no option but to be reunited yours truly, now that I live here with all of my nonsense.  We shall detail our adventures soon but, *dramatic pause*, there is a more important issue at hand.

Not to get all mushy and stuff (I fear I may be PMSing and overemotional) but Emily has taken so many seriously beautiful pictures over the years…

of my engagement:

of my wedding:

and for my Christmas cards:

that I desperately wanted to somehow return the favor while she was here.  Because plain and simple, this is every photographer’s dilemma: they are too busy running around documenting other people’s lives with their clever eye, leaving no one left to capture their *own* memories.

I set out to remedy this and now that I have my own DLSR, I’m practically a photographer myself.  Obviously Emily has a nicer camera than I do, but how hard could snapping a few photos really be???  http://youtu.be/tO6yAWOprL4

Once I switched from video mode to camera mode, turns out this picture taking business was way easier.

Besides that one, which was obviously an accident and completely out of character for me.

As you can’t see yet, we did a lot of adventuring.  These pictures are of us snowshoeing in Rocky National Park.  Emily fell in love with Colorado after I took her here, with the weather being so nice and all.

Only really good photographers can master a perfect composition self-timer picture from the hood of a car and I’m one of them:

Another self timer.  It’s my artistic eye working here, I like to call this effect “Bokeh Totality”.

(In truth, I had accidentally set my camera in “Q” mode, which I have yet to figure out what that means exactly).

The very next day, before the trauma of snowshoeing in a blizzard could set in too much, we took her skiing in the foothills.  It was her lucky day, moving shots are my forte!

This is my Where’s Waldo technique.  Go ahead, just try and find her.

And lastly, after a particularly rough go through a double black diamond tree run (which we may have been slightly under-qualified for):

Emily, my sweet, don’t say it.  I already know.  You’re so absolutely welcome.  Take these memories and cherish them.  And to the rest of y’all, before you lock it and put it in your pocket, let’s end with a few pics from Emily, being this her photography blog and all.

Whoa.  She really does have a nice camera.