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Kent Falls

Valentine's has never been a huge day for us.  My philosophy is that if you need a special day to celebrate your love, you’re not loving right.  This year Valentine’s Day fell on a Sunday and we were able to sleep in a bit, go to church, and then tackle photography homework, as a family.  

Grace asked if we could take a ride to Kent Falls to photograph the frozen waterfall.  She had an idea in her head of what she wanted to capture and felt compelled to try to match the picture in her head to the picture on her camera.  Mind you, it was 8 degrees with a windchill of well below zero.  Normally this kind of weather will keep me on the couch in front of the fire with a book or a good movie, not hiking up a hill, breathing in air so cold, it hurts your lungs.  But that is just what we did.  We hiked half way up, stopping for pictures at each landing.  

Sadly, the captures were not quite what she wanted.  This week’s theme is black and white and she was hoping for just a bit more unfrozen water to capture the moment with a long exposure.  The ice came out a bit grainy and she fears this is not going to impress her instructor. 

Lilah found a cool “cake house” which may have been some kind of pumping station along the Housatonic River.  She is going to turn it into her black and white abstract photo.  

All in all, it was a beautiful Valentine’s Day.  There may not have been flowers or candy or cards, but there was love, so much love.  


  1. These are beautiful and it looks SO COLD!! :)

  2. I loved living near Kent. We used to go to Mass at a beautiful, little Catholic church in Kent and then get coffee and walk the Falls on Sunday mornings.

    My girls and their friend got really into Gilmore Girls last year and I kept telling them how much Stars Hollow reminded me of New Milford and Kent and that area. For Allie's birthday, we took a road trip with one of their friends and drove around the area and I met up with an old friend while the girls explored the Green - the girls kept asking why we moved, they wish we had stayed there. It really is such a beautiful area! I just wish it had been closer to family for us!


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