Our Beach Holiday...
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Days One Hundred Eighty Three and Four
Sunrise Walk...
or what can happen when you venture out at 5:00 a.m. because yesterday’s sunrise was spectacular.
Day One Hundred Seventy Seven
Dad took B. to the High Desert Museum for his “Birthday Date”
…He also took my camera, so this is “my” photo of the day. :)
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Okay... Get Ready!
I'm talking to myself, I'm sure, because I'm not even sure if anyone is still "out there". It's okay. It was personal in the first place.
It's important to state that I have NOT given up on my project, but my images for the last several weeks are waiting on editing. We went through a computer switch, which led to a file switch and and editing program switch, so...
I'm behind on the blog but not on my project.
I plan to spend the next week catching up with all of it.
I think it's gonna be rough, but this is also part of the education I hoped to gain when I started the project in the first place. It will include some bumps and bruises as I sort out the finer points of using Lightroom that I missed in class.
I'm so excited!
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Day One Hundred Seventy Three
I spent a morning with my sister-in-law.
I asked if I could take some photographs around her yard because she has really cool stuff and, frankly, I’m a bit tired of seeing my stuff.
She and her family live in a beautiful Victorian-style home, which was built with sweat and tears by her husband. A true romance, really
I love our times together. She is a true friend...
cute strawberries...
The following is crooked, but I loved the bokeh-haze. No preset for this!
The Artists’ Studio...
Thanks so much, Lois!
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Day One Hundred Seventy One
Long-Overdue “Self”
I’m not sure what’s wrong with me except for my age, but I have these days where all I can do is cry. It happened today as the church service started. I had a sense of vulnerability as we approached the door and was already tearing up as the Bono song played while people seated themselves. I sensed trouble. And, sure enough, by the end of the worship set, my sleeve was wet. I don’t love showing public emotion. But, the more I tried to get it under control, the wetter I became... Ugh!
I’m not usually able to define what I’m so emotional about, but I am usually able to come up with ways in which I am unhappy with something inside me. I become very reflective and, more often than not, I leave having resolved a thing or two in my heart.
Today, one of those things is that I don’t want to forget this day, and this is where the blog title develops a double meaning.
I want to hold on to the voice of God inside me, calling me to a new place of maturity. To do this,I need to find a place inside myself where I can accept His grace for my failures- a place where I can find what I need to leave the past fully behind me and move forward. A place where I can begin to be all I was created to be. I learn in these times. I learn deep things and not so deep things. I learn to let God love me… and to never leave the house without tissue!
Me… in the aftermath
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Day One Hundred Sixty Nine
I’ve been walking... pretty regularly.
Today, I even went by myself.
Sometimes, it seems as though I have so far to go.
But, today, I think I could see the end…
Day One Hundred Sixty Eight
My college daughter is home for the Summer, but today she left for a week in California with a friend...
She left a messy bed with some of her favorite things, including her giant purple pillow and Dennis, the puppy-sized elephant.
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