Create.

Friday I blew off all of the things I "shoulda" done and took pictures instead. It was the perfect--dramatic pause--perfect fall day and I am so glad that it's how I spent it.







More Photos Here.

Sometimes... sometimes it's good to just walk away for a day. Leave the worries- the things that are bogging you down and making you sad and instead CREATE. It doesn't chase the sadness away for good- but it does offer a needed reprieve.

Thanks for being here.

Dreary Photos

It was a cold, dark, dreary day in the woods today. But it was better than many days because I got out and took some pictures. I got out. And I took some pictures.

They're dark and dreary and a little boring, but they are pictures, and today that is something to celebrate.







And you? What did you do today?

My 8 year old...

Clay is 8. Its hard yet easy to believe as it's impossible for me to remember life before him. 8 years ago he was so round and had the longest, softest hair you've ever seen. It stood straight up. They called him Spike.

And when he wasn't screaming like a velociraptor he was a quiet observer. The same holds true today, although today he is angular; long limbed and flexible. His hair is longer. We call him Freak.

Happy Birthday to my boy, and happy anniversary of the day we became 4. 4 with a twinkle in our eye.

Selective coloring

This sweet little thing was at the hurling match over the weekend. I loved the expression on her face but hated the ugly background. The danger of candids. I had no time to move and needed to capture the shot. I used selective coloring (a technique I am not very fond of ordinarily) to help mask the ugly background which was ruining an otherwise sweet shot.

Her colors? Are hers alone. I did not boost or do any post production on her soft pink sweetness.

I have a blog... and Nancy has a birthday

My brain had forgotten (about the blog, not about the birthday). Which is a bummer because when I started this photo blog it was in hopes of helping to lift me up when I was down. I forgot. Even when some of you were reminding me. You know I've been blue. Blue, blue. Yuck blue. Yawn blue. A blue quite unlike the photo I'm posting below. That blue brings me a feeling of warmth. I crave that blue.



Speaking of lifting me up, and speaking of warmth, it's my friend Nancy's birthday today. She's the kind of friend who hears you- who hears me when I'm silent and spreads a warm blanket of peace and acceptance when she speaks and when she writes.

Nancy, you are so giving and I am thankful for you today and every other day. Happy birthday.