I don’t like oversaturated photos so I rarely increase saturation when I edit photos. The world is already saturated with color everywhere, all the time.
Everything has line & pattern. I could not find one photo in my archives that didn’t represent line or pattern in some way. From the obvious to the subtle, from nature to man made, our eyes make sense of the world through line and pattern. They provide structure and consistency. We often take it for granted, but it’s more fun to notice it.
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How can carrots be purple on the outside and yellow on the inside? Not by photoshop, someone actually grew these and gave them to us. Smells like carrots, tastes like carrots, but looks like? Why are some orange inside and some yellow? I guess I’ll have to ask the gardener.
Meanwhile, inside the basement shadows play games against the blinds.
I’m always looking for a different point of view, in my life or in photography. I find it helpful to look close, look up, or fold myself in various directions in order to see something differently. You never know what you might miss if you just stay in one place or position all the time. Join the challenge:http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/09/06/unusual/
My First Love – The Sea
I was born near the sea, in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. My parents were living with my grandparents across the street from the beach. My early childhood is so deeply rooted in the sand and surf that it feels like the ocean is my mother.
People used to think I was the little “Coppertone Girl” in those ’50′s & ’60′s ads because I looked so much like her. I never had a black dog though.
I have lived so many places, sometimes near and sometimes far from the sea. No matter where I go in the world, if I am near the ocean I feel at home. For the past 17 years I have lived 45 minutes away from the NH coast. I wish I could show my old photos of the Bahamas, British Virgin Islands, Florida and Australia but they are stuck in old photo albums, so these will have to do:
Annual Summer Family Outing
We’ve never had enough money to go on vacations but we usually manage a few locals outings during the year. For the past 3 years we’ve managed to go to a zoo each summer. Considering my kids are all adults now it takes quite a lot of planning to schedule such an event, but once we are there it’s a carefree day (for us at least, not sure about the animals although some of them looked quite relaxed).
Franklin Zoo part 1
Here they are blooming away! All that heat and rain last week worked it’s magic and the little beauties started popping on Monday. I decided to wait a couple days to catch some full blooms. This is one bush with crazy long branches so they are all over the place. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do. I think I’ll cut some for my neighbor.
It has been a challenge to keep up with the weekly photo challenge this year, but this weeks word joggled my memory. Only a few weeks ago I was laying under a tree looking up through the lens of my camera, for no other reason than to get a different point of view.
Yesterday was the first day of spring for me, because I could walk outside barefoot, in a T-shirt and Capri’s, lay down in the grass and soak up the sunshine. The blue sky was brilliant, an almost unreal color with no clouds in sight. Birds chirping and calling as they flitted from branch to branch, tree to tree.
The first buds of leaves were sprouting up toward the sky, soaking in the rays as eagerly as I was. My Tulip’s heads were shyly peaking out from between their leaves. My cat was ecstatic over the movement of all living things, including me. She romped and performed for me, and she even gave me a tummy massage as I was laying in the grass absorbed in the sound, smell, and texture of new life.
Poetry floated through my head as the soft warm breeze circled my ankles. Too bad I did not bring pen and paper outside with me. I did not even bring my camera, at first. I just wanted to be in that moment and experience all of it’s glory in every cell of my body. As the western sun penetrated my skin sending comforting and loving signals to my brain, new thoughts began to bud like the leaves on the trees. I could not tear myself away from this experience.
The winter is long in New Hampshire and spring is often too short. I went inside for my camera so I could capture a memory, a moment in time when my heart was content with all that is in my world. Troubles will come and go, struggles and stress are unavoidable, but there is always hope. As long as life persists there is hope.
Why is the sky so blue, the grass so green, and flowers so brilliantly colorful? Why can we smell the delicious scents around us and feel the textures of life. The universe functions so beautifully by it’s own design, it is intelligent, it is the essence of love expressed. The mystery, the why and the how is part of the excitement of living. Beyond that, there is no doubt in my mind that the origin of this masterpiece we call life is an infinitely benevolent heart, and an intricately wise mind.
Nature is my refuge, my haven and my heaven.
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I had no idea what I would post for this challenge, but after shopping I came out into a strange world of fog and illumination… I only had my phone camera but I had to capture this… as I began to drive home all I could see were lights everywhere…Illuminated raindrops caught my eye…
perhaps I should not be taking photos while driving, who knows where I might end up… It’s as if everyone is still celebrating, the whole town is illuminated… another corner and another picture… I had to pull over and get out of the car… lost in the lights…they have illuminated my soul…I think I’ve gotten a bit carried away with all this brightness…
but when I pulled into my driveway there was a more realistic illumination.
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Seagulls float on the wind, moving neither forward nor backward.Brittle sea-grass appears warm against the cold beach.The wind and wet are no longer appealing as we bundle up and prepare to bunker down. The sun sinks in the west too early and the days feel shortened. The cool nights have their own appeal.
My mother passed away the week before Thanksgiving. In order to give enough time for notifying loved ones, to avoid the holiday and allow people to make travel arrangements, we scheduled the memorial service for Dec. 1st. I think this was the first Thanksgiving I have not celebrated with my parents in 55 years.
I’m thankful for my family & friends, and their love and support during this difficult time.
I’m thankful that my mom is not suffering anymore, and that she is in a better place.
I’m thankful for traditions that bring us back together and keep us moving forward.
October 29, 2011 was a foreign day as far as I’m concerned. The earliest snowstorm I’ve ever experienced. I’m not a native to New England so some might have experienced this before, but everyone I knew thought it quite strange.
So this was Halloween for us last year – it was so foreign that no one came!
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The view was BIG! From every angle a huge landscape. Sometimes we don’t appreciate what we have enough, until we share it.These were taken with my phone yesterday while showing friends from out of town the local scene.
The old road to Robert’s Cove, as kids we ran down to the lake for a swim.
Another view of the lake from a different hill we used to hike. The island in the middle with the two hills is where my parents had a summer cottage.
There is a long family history in these 3 photos that brought back so many memories. Although I have not lived in NH my whole life, I have visited here since I was a baby. My roots seem to be connected to this lake.
The lake is big, it would take 3 or 4 hours to drive around it. It has many nooks & crannies, coves and bays, islands & rocks. We took our friends on a tour around 1/3rd of it’s edges, the north eastern side, to share our memories and stories. Life is big and that’s why we share it.