A wooly visit!

Trish, Bridget and I got to go to a local sheep farm.  We braved the chilly wind, a curious llama, several electric fences and a LOT of poop!  In the end, it was worth it just to be on top of a hill at sunset, seeing sheep and lambs leaping and running, and last but coolest, a brand spanking new lamb who was born today!

Scavanger Hunt photo: Something that has seen better days

Challenging assignment.  My mom left flowers for me last week when I had returned from vacation and even in their wilting state, I think they are beautiful!

Photo scavanger weeks 2 and 3

Last week's item was "crystal" and this week's is "smart".  I do love this activity, but I've been in a photo slump all summer.  So, sorry I missed week 1, "something that divides something else in half" but I was totally stymied by that one.  Here are my weeks 2 and 3 though!
Week 2: Crystal.  A set of crystal goblets my grandmother bought at a church sale.

 Week 3: Smart, as in smart phone! And since I'm in the shot too, I suppose you could call me smart :)

Macro assignment

Here is my macro assignment which was given by Bridget at our last meeting. Found these two up in the woods of Bensen, near Mikes cabin.

Summer evening

I was restless today...even so, I took a few moments to enjoy the evening air and flowers and caught this little guy resting his wings and collecting some pollen. Incidently, I also decided to use this photo as the basis for my Sept. 6th assignment photo but when you see the result, you won't really recognize it. I just liked the way the flowers created a certain effect so you will have to wait and see what that is!

Paradise found

There's something magical about New York City no matter what time of year you go. Yesterday, a hint of the lingering summer was still in the air, but a few leaves were drifting down into Central Park and the afternoon sun streamed through the leaves. I was drawn to the stairs by the soft inviting sound of cello, guitar and violin music gently wafting up from the dim tunnel below and the sound of the fountain drops serenely striking sun bathed marble stones. Descending below, I gazed in appreciation at the mosaic of the ceiling and the artistry of the pillars around me, when suddenly, I saw them. The two young lovers wrapped in each other: arms, hands, eyes. A new life beginning while the street musicians feet away played their gentle songs for a few dollars earned. They danced, they laughed, they twirled below the mosaic, lost in another world, oblivious to the change of seasons or the simple beauty of their shadows against the old hard stones benealth their feet, barely touching the ground. Their eyes were only for each other and I was completely lost in my own heart of hearts, enjoying a glimpse of their happiness, a moment when the world could stop and be still, when paradise could be found, when love could simply be.

Welcome home!

My aunt was the one who said it best. In this moment, the world and everything in it was perfect. A husband, wife, and baby reunited for a brief time, a solider sacrficing his life and time in the pursuit of freedom, a hug that illustrates just how precious love is and how grateful we all should be when we have someone we love in our lives! Welcome home Jonathan. I hope 2 weeks goes by slowly and that you get all the time you possibly can to have more moments like this!