In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Careful.”
I hope those who read my blog, take the time to click the link above and view some of the entries for these weekly challenges. They are well worth it and the fun is seeing someone else’s take on the theme of the week. And the bonus is – some are astonishingly good! Just a thought 🙂
Anyway, I try to go with the first thought that comes into my head when I get see what the theme is, and this week is no exception.
When I saw the word “careful”, I felt the words “what you wish for”.
So..I gathered some photos of things that I often times wish for but more often than not, wish I hadn’t.
Let’s see if you agree…
How about when:
You wish for the un-decorated end of fall to become the clean and pure snow white of winter…does this wish become UN-wished by January?
Be careful what you wish for.
November Un-AdornedDecember PurityJanuary Captured
Or when his ultimate wish for that first ride on the big boy tractor, then becomes…nah, been there done that, no thanks?
Be careful what you wish for.
Daddy and Me, Yay!I think I changed my mind Dad!That’s okay, I’m done now DadLet. Me. Off. Now. Daddy!
Have you ever wished for a little rain and been granted that wish one hundred fold? To the point where you start singing “Rain Rain Go Away?” (you hummin” it? lol)
Be careful what you wish for.
Cascading rain gets your feet wet!We did wish for it…We did need it…But ENOUGH already! My hometown of Northfield, VT in 2011, courtesy of Irene’s rain 😦
So, there you have it
We make wishes every single day
It’s just sometimes…
Be Careful What You Wish For!
I don’t often see women wearing hats anymore. Nowadays, when I see a woman in a hat, it’s usually part of a costume, or a fashion show of clothes no one actually wears but all ooh and ahh over.
We see them on TV when the British Royals are in view, or if it’s The Derby on the news, you see American women sporting rather lavish head coverings, but honestly, they don’t seem to carry it off as well as the Brits.
Men? They’re a different animal all together. Put a ball cap on and call it “Honey, let’s go” time!
But I do remember a time when hats were ‘the thing’. Especially on Sunday mornings in church…hats, hats, everywhere or at the very least, a square of lace pinned in place.
Makes me wonder…where did all the hats go to die? Well, apparently, flea markets and antique stores!
Seriously, it’s a veritable hat haven! Or would that be hat heaven…hmmm
You never know who or what you’ll run into at the antique market…but if you’re a photo bug, your camera’s usually within reach and ready to make the odd acquaintance with any odd ball things you may stumble upon.
I’d like to see the Cat House where these cool cats hang out…then again?Anyone else hear Mater from Cars yackin’ away here? That rusty tub has Larry the Cable Guy written all over it!
Yesterday, my Mother and I spent the day driving north and west here in Virginia, to capture some of the beauty of the Blue Ridge Mountains before winter comes.
This was a favorite pastime of my father’s and mine, as we would spend hours driving the dirt roads of Vermont, stopping here and there to snap a photo or two. Loving what the land offered our souls but loving more, our time together. He’s been gone 8 months now…but it still feels like…Yesterday.
I’m glad my Mother appreciates and allows me to side track us any time we are out, and yesterday was no exception. But it’s impossible to do without thinking about Dad and remembering all of our…Yesterdays.
Yesterday. Just the word brings to mind the song, doesn’t it? The problem is, the original lyrics don’t fit my yesterday, so maybe I can come up with some that will, could, maybe, fit into my…Yesterday
Yesterday All the clouds just seemed to melt away So the sun could shine and birds could play Oh how I loved my yesterday
Suddenly, I’m not standing where I used to be I’m outside so I can truly see What yesterday did share with me
Why tears start to flow? I don’t know, it’s just that way Dad flashed through my mind How I long for yesterday
Yesterday He’d have loved this simple day away It was how we used to spend these days Oh, just to have one yesterday
Why he had to go? I don’t know, he couldn’t stay But I knew he was there He’s in all my yesterdays
Yesterday Love came through in such a special way As I stood before what he would say Was prove he’s never gone away
Alisa atWhere’s my backpackhas a travel photo challenge, and as this appears to be my new hobby (challenges), I thought I’d jump into this one.
When I first saw the theme, I thought of letters. You know, snail mail letters, like this one I received from one of the busiest blogger/vloggers I know! My friendPaula Actonin the UK. She even wax sealed it for me like the blogging Queen she is!
But on seeing the entries, I realize most are of letters.
Words. Letters. You know, like the alphabet.
And boy, do I have those!!!
So many in face, I think I’ll collage them to save space and you from becoming insanely bored! 🙂
1.) The world of words being a New England (and the Bal’more O’s of course) sports fan
2.) The words of the places I love to eat, drink, and be mary (oops) merry
3.) Advertising is all about letters making words that drive us to WANT, NEED, CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT! And I saw a story in this group…can you?(Not to worry…all in fun. I LOVE ooze and wine!)
4.) Famous words that drew me to interesting places while in London
5.) And lastly (I know what you’re thinking…phew right?) But, lastly some local favs
These letters may not be the same as writing or receiving a letter…but as letters go…these’ll do nicely!
The Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge this week is: (Extra)ordinary – Mundane and meaningful objects. Beautiful everyday things. This week, surprise us with something or someone (extra)ordinary
Seeing the world through a lens is as second nature to some of us as changing our underwear.
Would you leave the house without changing your underwear?
No…nor I think, would you leave the house without your third eye…correct?
Anyway…for people like us, (the underwear changing kind) seeing the Extra in the Ordinary is really just a matter of perspective.
We see it everywhere in every thing…eventually.
Sometimes, it’s in the reason we stop and shoot.
And sometimes, it’s in the 5th or 10th or 30th shot with minute changes in a particular subject.
But most of the time (at least for me) it’s often just a change of perspective…moving my focus, moving my feet, or just plain, being moved.
Below are some of my photos that I believe are Extra-ordinary. Not because they are great photos, because they are not. Some are pretty good, some are damned good, but some are just okay.
And I’m good with that. What I appreciate about all of them, is that by changing my perspective, choosing to shoot in less than favorable conditions, or focusing on the emotion of them and therefore hopefully translating it to the picture, more often than not, bring out the Extra in some of the more everyday, mundane, and ‘it’s just a sunset’, pictures.
Thanks for looking and here’s to more of the Extra in all of our Ordinaries.
And by all means, click on the photos to get the ‘extra’ full size effect. lol
Cheers 🙂
When a beautiful ocean sunset……becomes ‘extra’ for the frond silhouetteWhen a lone fishing boat surrounded by sea birds becomes ‘extra’ for the blanket of morning sea mistOr when a lonely cabin in the middle of acres of dormant farm land becomes haunted and ‘extra’ for the snow fog quietly taking overWhen I capture a magnificent ‘bird of prey‘, I’m not yet thinking...…about who he becomes when zeroing in on this beautiful ‘bird who prays. For me, they both become the ‘extra”When a sunset becomes so much more, has so much ‘extra’, when captured on a day the sky is teaming with the right combination of pollutants. Pollution as extraordinary? Extraordinary!When what the ocean throws away that which is more beautiful than anything than man can make…it becomes ‘extra’And when the ocean captures and transforms what man has left behind, and turns it to something beautiful…it has that ‘extra’Or when a forgotten church, surrounded by shadows of life forgotten…seen from a distance, and imagining its history…it becomes the ‘extra’
I was instantly reminded of a photo I took a few years ago while still in the north, sitting on the steps of my home watching my husband and brother try to load a riding mower on a trailer.
That was a good day and it ended with me posting a rather comical post that sadly, fell victim to the maniacal, menopausal-mayhem, murder of my original blog Help Me Rhonda.
Anyway…while I have a think and a good chuckle about that day, and try to let go of the stupidity of deleting myself, I’ll share my Small Subject entry with you.
Me thinks this Babe in Armour needs a good Mani-Pedi! Any volunteers?Alright already…wish she’d stop glarin’ at me. It was just a suggestion. EeeewLunch or lunch date?Think he sees me? YikesThat’s it. I’m not sticking around to find out! UghThe lady in white herself – Bella Luna – Um…yeah Spookity Spook!
Hi gang! For Cee’s Flower of the Day today, I’m choosing one of my favorite and longest lasting blooms…the African Daisy.
While I adore taking pictures of them, it’s rare that I get any I like because I have this “thing” with taking photos of yellow! More often than not, they are washed out…almost like it’s a white balance thing. Is it a white balance thing?
As I continue working toward capturing vibrant yellows that retain some detail…there is something to be said about this problem when I shoot these daisies in a certain light.
They look almost as if the light were coming from inside and that is the only reason I kept this series. They almost look cartoonish but for the red pot in the background.
50 Shades of Gray Hair 
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