My goodness, it’s been a busy few weeks! I’ve been pushing my blog posts off to the side but now I’m back in action! Here’s why I’ve been a little MIA lately…
A few months ago, I got the idea to host a photography workshop. I didn’t jump on the idea right away because I figured it was either already being done in my town or there wasn’t any market for it. But when I started researching it, I realized that there wasn’t anything like it in the area. Instead of hemming and hawing any further, I drew together a tentative plan, secured a location, and sent out my first Facebook advertising campaign for my Beginner’s Photography Workshop. I targeted the surrounding area, hoping and praying I’d get at least ONE person.
Within a few hours, over 500 people had shown interest and within four days, I was sold out!! I can’t tell you how thankful I felt to receive such an overwhelming response! In order to accommodate more people, I decided to host two more, both of which sold out as well! So for the past few weeks, I’ve been writing, editing, and perfecting my workshop presentation which meant that my blog was relegated to second place.
Sean and I are also getting geared up for our Phoenix trip this Friday! We’ll be in Arizona for 5 days for my birthday celebration (I’ll be turning 26). Stay tuned for lots of cactus pictures.
With all that said, I’ll now be going back to regular blog posts (yay!) so I thought I’d do a festive one for starters!
Yesterday, my family and I went to Rogalla’s Christmas Tree Farm, just outside of Wausau, WI. It’s been unseasonably warm lately so it was a little strange to be getting our tree without any snow on the ground. My parents, my oldest brother, my sister-in-law, my two nephews and I all met at the farm in search of the perfect tree. I had driven from Tomahawk to meet them so by the time I got there, they had already found their trees. But it was such a nice, sunny day, we still took a walk through the farm.
While artificial trees might have a certain convenience appeal to them, I’ll forever want a real one. There’s something so festive about it. I don’t know if it’s the actual task of cutting a tree down yourself or if it’s walking into the house and smelling that piney scent; either way, I love it.