Wednesday, March 31, 2010
A Girl's Best Man
Mr. Gregarious
Sunday, March 28, 2010
A Cherry Sunday
Saturday, March 27, 2010
The Great Depreciation
1948 Plymouth Two Door Deluxe
The music of Benny Goodman played in my head as I uploaded this photo. I imagined myself in a navy blue taffeta dress with a low neck line and a rooftop hat sitting on my short capped hairdo. Around my neck I imagined a choker of gold colored pearls that I clasped before slipping my hands into my navy gloves, my feet in pumps but I simply couldn't imagine myself in stockings.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Nature's Bubbly
This picture was taken at one of the local nature reserve parks. The stream is two miles back into the woods and is such a peaceful place to relax. There I'd love to sit most of an afternoon, accompanied by a bottle of bubbly, a picnic basket of fine imported cheeses and the freshest picked strawberries one could find.
Pretty Maidens
Mary Mary quite contrary
how does your garden grow?
With daffodils and more daffodils
because I love them so.
Daffodils...which reminds me... I used to work with a lady named Jana and during a conversation she and I had about love, she said her father,a professor had all of his students come out to their farm to plant thousands of daffodils. He did this in secret, the following spring on his wife's birthday, he walked her through the back fields of the farm and revealed the sea of yellow he and his students had planted for her. This expression of love must have been wonderful to experience.
A Lizard's Point of View
Small Town Skyscrapers
Over a two year period, my four (soon to be five) year old daughter and I cut out a walking trail that runs through our woods. When days get long we take a walk within them. Some of our conversations are of a moths that flutter by, fox holes covered in briers and of how a tree with it's lower trunk filled with water will quench the thirst of some creature passing by. I hope that she will remember and will one day look back and cherish the memories of our time together walking the trail and clearing the way.
Fragile Oak
During this "awakening" one of the things that I recently did was... purchase a fairly nice camera. I'm a long time admirer of nature, photography, and art. So, it is about time for me to get behind the lens and enjoy it to the fullest! While looking at this world through a camera, life's everyday demands disappear.
The above picture was one of the first hundred of pictures that I took. This acorn is right at my backdoor. It has rooted itself inches away from our patio and it just can't stay. Well it could stay but it would never make it. It would most likely take abuse from a large shoe, or from the plastic strings of our weed eater. So I have a plan to gently remove it and place it at the edge of our wood line. It survived a long winter and for that, I'll do my best to see that it becomes a mighty oak.
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