The picture is of a gift my mom gave me at Christmas this year. You know if it’s a good gift when it tears you up. I know when she was on vacation… she thought of me. Some gifts are tangible. some are an experience, some are gifts of time, and some are gifts of withholding.
“Blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures.” ― Lovelle Drachman
I saw a photo in Our State magazine of a river bend of the French Broad River.
I wanted to photograph it.
5 hours and probably 5 “u” shaped bends being found on GPS, we found the bend.
It’s on private property and no one called me back. Continue reading →
This is the last GYBS theme and regular meeting for the camera club this year. Here are the three I sent, all taken this year. I know I’ll enjoy the meeting tonight because the presenter is Kevin Adams!
Oh my, I think I have too many tripods :O and that’s not even counting the little ones. Honey, if you’re reading this, yes I’ll be listing my 2 Mefotos soon and the glow in the dark Splat! 🙂 It took a bit to figure out what matters to me and what to look for in a tripod.
I’d been to Linville Caverns so long ago that no part of it look familiar or was tucked away in my memory. That may be a good thing because it mostly it was wet, cramped and the only thing I really heard was to watch our heads. We were with family so that made it all okay, just spending time with them. I took four photos but the only one I liked was the cobweb I saw while we were waiting. Continue reading →
Happy birthday bad boy, happy birthday bad boy,
happy birthday to you
Bet you think that’s mean right? Well, Tyler is not a cat who will let you sleep. I decided since it was his birthday I’d try yet again to let him sleep on the bed. I haven’t slept in several nights so it was a bad idea. At 5:42AM he started playing the lingerie chest. What do I mean you ask? Well, the drawers have metal handles on a metal backplate, like a door knocker. He gets a hold of them with his paws and lets them drop back against the metal. It’s loud. Might be funny when you’re not trying to sleep. So, my first words to birthday boy in my semi-awake state where NO! Get out! but he’d already woke me enough to start the coughing. Got up. Shut him out. Got a few more hours of not restful sleep then gave him his favorite freeze-dried chicken treats on his breakfast. As I sip my coffee and type this he’s back snoozing away.