Archive for the ‘Photos’ Category
Tags: fish, getting ahead, photo, Silent Sunday, still life
Tags: beauty, Nature, photo, red sky at night, sunset
If a red sky at night is a sailor’s delight, there were many delighted sailors on this night.
Tags: animals, dogs, Love, photos, pit bulls, postaday, rescue dogs, Weekly Photo Challenge, Weekly Photo Challenge: Unexpected
This week’s challenge, “Unexpected”, could be interpreted in a variety of ways. I chose the unexpected love between a rescue pit bull and a young woman.
Tags: A. A. Milne, beauty, color, end of summer, Erma Bombeck, Ernest Hemingway, farmers market, food, J.R.R. Tolkien, Mark Twain, Michael Pollan, produce
The days are getting colder. Vegetable colors fade from brilliant reds, peaches, blues and oranges to more muted colors. Fruit becomes less soft, more crisp and crunchy. But during the last market a few weeks ago, produce made its last, colorful stand. I bought squash, apples for yet more applesauce and other end-of-summer goodies and enjoyed the last warmth of the season.
“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien
Tags: Cape May New Jersey, H.P. Lovecraft, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, iPad photography, Lord Byron, NaBloPoMo, Nature, ocean, Phoneography Challenge, Phoneography Challenge: Black and White, photos, postaday, Ryunosuke Satoro, seagulls
There’s something hypnotic about the sounds of the endless waves, breaking and returning, breaking and returning. The fog mutes and distorts the sounds, wrapping me in a damp coat of solitary silence. Sunshine is turned into the silver of scattered diamonds on the water. A host of footprints marks the empty beach, perhaps the imprints of all who’ve ever walked here before.
The seagull soars silently past and I whirl, trying to catch him (or her; who knows?) in my lens. Later, when I look, he appears to be balancing on the tip of one wing. We were all in balance that morning, the seagull, nature and I.
Ocean is more ancient than the mountains, and freighted with the memories and the dreams of Time.
~H. P. Lovecraft
Roll on, deep and dark blue ocean, roll. Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain. Man marks the earth with ruin, but his control stops with the shore.
Individually, we are one drop. Together, we are an ocean.
Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, only a signal shown, and a distant voice in the darkness; So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence.
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Phoneography Challenge of “Black and White”. If you take photos with a Smartphone or iThingy, feel free to join in. The black and white in the photo is natural and I’ve done no editing.
Tags: Phoneography Challenge, Phoneography Challenge: Macro, photos, postaday, Remembrance Day, Veteran's Day
Autumn, or fall, depending upon where you live, is a time of endings…the end of summer, the end of days that start early and end late with golden sunshine, the end of trees burgeoning with leaves, the end of the bright, hot colors of summer, the end of the foliage of (most) plants. During this time, I cherish the last glimpses of colors and rich beauty before the austere beauty of winter reveals itself. Sometimes the petals of flowers or the outer parts of plants now look less than pristine, like faded beauties still bedecking themselves as they did when young. But peer inside and you can still see amazing intricacy and charm, just as you might when getting to know better the aforementioned dowagers.
(The Phoneography Challenge is open to anyone who finds themselves madly taking pictures with their Smartphone or iThingy whenever and wherever possible. The themes are found on Sally’s page and go live each Monday morning. We’re a rather nice group of people who all share one desire: to record the beauty around us. So come and join us. This being the second Monday of the month, the theme is “Macro” and you can find links to all the other entries by clicking that word. We look forward to seeing your entry, either this week or next…or any time you have time.)
My photos were taken with my iPad 3 and have not been edited. And last, but definitely not least, thanks to all veterans, past, present and future, for allowing us and so many other to be free. Always remember, lest we forget. My Memorial Day post works just as well for Veteran’s Day.
Tags: habits, postaday, tea, Weekly Photo Challenge, Weekly Photo Challenge: Habit
Habit…For me: family, books and….
I’m double-dipping today, with two photo challenges, just a… (bad?)…habit)
Have a wonderful weekend, filled with joy and many good habits.
Tags: autumn, fall color, leaves, leaves changing color, Nature, photo, trees, Wordless Wednesday
Tags: Cleveland Ohio, Nature, travel, Yellowstone National Park
As I’ll be on the road again tomorrow, a travel theme seems appropriate. Ailsa’s theme this week (yes, I’m a bit late, but posts about Ben Franklin got in the way) is “Delicate.” My photos this week aren’t necessarily from exotic locations, but I did travel somewhere to find them and I think they’re delicate. What do you think?
This first photo is from Yellowstone National Park, one of God’s most amazing places. If you’d like to see more photos from our trip there this summer, find the “Travel” category on the left side of my site and join the many people who shared our summer adventures there.
For this delicate photo of shadows, I traveled to our dining room. :-) I hope the journey wasn’t too far for you.
Our final destination is the front yard of our former house on the east side of Cleveland, Ohio. This natural grass had very delicate and beautiful fronds.
Tags: milkweed, Nature, Phoneography Challenge, Phoneography Challenge: Nature, photos, postaday
As the fall season progresses, I’m enthralled by the beauty and longevity of the milkweed that grow abundantly around the small lake near our house. They’re a fascinating combination of hardness and softness, rigidity and grace, spikiness and translucent feathery-ness. From the spiny case come ethereal wisps of white, that cling to the shell with all their might, even when buffeted by wind.
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