Last spring the state incentivized government workers to hit certain health goals by offering cold hard cash. I sunk the money into a wearable GoPro camera, and we've been playing with it ever since. I think even writing briefs would look interesting through a fisheye lens. We took far too much footage to cram into one video, but here are some of the highlights from the last year (including trips to Acadia National Park, Moab, Taos, Santa Fe and the Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta).
Adulthood is still a slog, mostly, but we have our moments.
2014 Montage from Scott Goodwin on Vimeo.
Sunday, March 15, 2015
Friday, February 20, 2015
Cecilia the skunk! As you can see, Holly, my cat, got to her.
This picture is called sea swirls. But now I think you've had enough of my awesomeness. See you next time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Monday, October 6, 2014
|Recreating one of our wedding pictures from nearly 16 years ago. Until now, we hadn't been back to that same temple.|
|One short, sweet day of catching up with loved ones.|
|S. and his sister, making marathon memories together.|
|Looking out over Canyonlands National Park.|
|At 'Park Avenue' in Arches.|
|Our unusual digs in Moab.|
|The most amazing place we've ever stayed. This one-bedroom, one-bath house supplied its own water, electricity, and passive heating and cooling, and was gorgeous and comfy to boot. Serious off-grid luxury.|
|Contemplating the 400-year-old San Miguel Chapel.|
|Yes, we did! This one's been on S.'s bucket list forever, and it was even more wonderful than we had hoped.|
|On top of the world at almost 11,000 feet in the Sandias.|
|Finally, the Balloon Fiesta, packed with hundreds of hot-air balloons going up all around us.|
We're glad to be reunited back home -- now we just have to make a new bucket list!
And save up money for 16 more years...
A BIG shout-out to the families who made it possible by taking our four kids, during the school year, for over 10 days.
Monday, June 16, 2014
We are very much a family of explorers; too often, though, mental exploring wins out (fantasy books, graphic novels, and piles of scrap-paper sketches sprawl everywhere) and S. tries but fails to get us all out for a Sunday walk. So for Father's Day, we made sure to visit one of our favorite parks, without any cajoling necessary.
It never fails once we all set aside our other activities and actually get outside that we're thrilled to kick off our shoes under the open sky. We've raised a family of little nature observers, and this trip we were particularly enjoying a whole colony of crawdads camouflaged in the bottom of the pond.
We also delighted in the sight of a dog happily paddling around in the deepest pool. There actually was a trio of pooches there, and they seemed very friendly (though also very wet and dirty from their swim). On our return walk towards our car they were lounging on the grass and wanted to be petted, so we tried to ask the couple on the picnic blanket that had been nearby the whole time if our kids could say hello to their dogs.
They didn't really answer, though after we persisted (our girls were already petting away, but it was the principle of the thing), they made some noncommittal response. But just a minute or so later, they packed up their stuff and started walking out of the park -- no backward glance at the dogs, who didn't follow them. In fact, we finally realized, they were NOT the dogs' owners, which explained a bunch in terms of our interaction...
After a happy interlude getting slapped by very big, wet tails, we reluctantly went our way home as well, wondering about the dogs. There was hardly anyone at the park that day, certainly no one near the animals, and we worried a little. But they were clearly well-socialized and well-fed dogs, so we knew they couldn't be strays, and tried to have faith that the little mystery would resolve itself in the end.
Thank goodness, we didn't have to worry long; as we were in the parking lot, another nice couple pulled up and asked if we had seen some dogs. There is only one private house right near the park, and they belonged there (that had, in fact, been one of our hopeful theories); I guess they snuck out for an afternoon swim.
Certainly, an enjoyable Father's Day for all!