My friend Jen over at Shutter Sisters is celebrating her son’s eighth birthday today. Indeed the years do seem to fly by as your kids get older. One day your baby girl is celebrating her third birthday with new toys and the next she’s old enough to entertain and babysit her younger brother. And next week she’ll be 16! In a blink of an eye nothing is the same. Thank goodness we have the ability to capture those precious moments on film so that the memories can live on a little longer.
Tori celebrates 3
Indeed those days of childhood do pass quickly. So what moments in time have you frozen? If your not already a Shutter Sister, click on over there and give them a try. I’m positive you’ll find it a rewarding experience.
A few months ago I started working on a Mother’s Day gift project for my mother. I created a scrapbook for her with pictures dating back to 1951. It was a gift that brought cheerful memories to surface once again. Over at Shutter Sisters, Karen shared one of her childhood memories that was very touching. As we get older, we cherish those sometimes forgotten memories until something stirs them back to the surface. May you cherish special memories today!
My children are bouncing with energy now that school is out for the summer. Its only day one and already they are driving me crazy. Trying to get work done while the kids are home is nearly impossible and drags on for many hours. This afternoon a Shutter Sister suggested I go into my backyard in search of magic.
Well my backyard is a desert weed wasteland and generally lacking in photographic interest for me. I do however tend to a small garden in my front yard as it is somewhat shaded from the searing heat during the summer months. I have a colorful variety of Autumn Sage growing. I love the smell of the sage as I am watering. The Autumn Sage was like aromatherapy for me today. To complete my therapy I grabbed my camera, laid down on the ground and just started taking pictures. A calming peace began to surround me.
The chirping birds called me away from my dainty flowers and encouraged me to explore new wonders in my yard. As I was shuttering away in my yard, creative ideas started to flow through my mind. New creations incorporating some photos began to take shape. Quickly I jotted them down on paper to save until tomorrow.
This is Beyond my Backyard…
i heart rocks
If you would like to see what other Shutter Sisters have posted from their backyards, click on over to Shutter Sisters and check them out. Or better yet, get in on the fun and post some of your own.
As I sit here at my desk researching information on Credit Unions for another Blog of mine, I hear the crunch of footsteps through the dry decaying desert weeds. Could it be? I jump up with childlike excitement on Christmas morning and race to the door to meet my Santa Claus for the day. I anxiously wait for him to draw closer, eyeing the package in his arms. He scans the package with his handy technology then requests my signature. Oh ow the anticipation is building as he finishes his task and then hands me my package. The excitement bubbles within me threatening to burst at any moment. “Bless you for delivering my package and have a great weekend!” I shout to the man dressed in purple and black.
SLAM! goes the door.
I flick on the lights as I race into my office. “Quick, where’s the scissors.” Turning I reach for the weapon of choice and gingerly slice through the brown tape. Glorious things have been known to arrive in brown wrapping and today is no different. Quietly it waits to be lifted out of its dark cocoon. The Rebel box emerges into the light of day for the very first time Like a Virgin.
With kid like gloves I begin to unravel the parts within, handling each and every piece as if I were a surgeon transplanting a heart. First, the source of all power must be energized. While waiting for the rejuventing process to be complete…STOP!
How the frell do I insert the memory card? Ah, that is how it is done demonstrates the instructor manual. OK, time to attach the lens. Cool beans, that was easy. Battery charged yet? Nope! Ok, guess I can look like I am learning from the instructor skimming the manual as I place the security device around my neck strap. Hold on a minute, I paid how much for this camera and the strap is cutting into my neck less than a minute in. I don’t think so. Quickly I race through my favorites on Etsy, there she is, my Shutter SisterJessie, who makes custom camera strap covers.
Ok, so the camera strap is ordered. Probably will take a few days. Battery is still not charged. Damn! Guess I am stuck listening reading to the instructor manual until the battery is charged, all the while reading and commenting on all the blogs of friends that I subscribe to.
More updates photographs to follow as they happen!
This post was inspired by one of my Shutter Sisters, who shared an amazing story and some beautiful pictures about friendship today on her blog.
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Friendship is co-operative and supportive behavior between two or more people. In this sense, the term connotes a relationship which involves mutual knowledge, esteem, and affection and respect along with a degree of rendering service to friends in times of need or crisis. Friends will welcome each other’s company and exhibit loyalty towards each other, often to the point of altruism. Their tastes will usually be similar and may converge, and they will share enjoyable activities. They will also engage in mutually helping behavior, such as exchange of advice and the sharing of hardship. A friend is someone who may often demonstrate reciprocating and reflective behaviors. Yet for many, friendship is nothing more than the trust that someone or something will not harm them.
Meet Susan. She is my BFF! I say that because it seems like forever since we first met. That was in 1976. From 1993 to 2007 many, many miles separated us. But in 2007 fate brought us a little closer together. She’s only 3 1/2 hours drive compared to whatever it is from California to Tennesse!
This past October we discussed via texting how best to re-decorate her bathroom. Me, being the creative one, shared many ideas. She thought I was crazy for driving all that way to her house for the weekend just to help her paint her bathroom. For all the years we spent a apart, I would gladly drive 4 hours on a Friday night through evening traffic alone in amini-van with a 5 year old child, just to help her paint her bathroom. That’s what friends are for.
I proudly dedicate this Blog Post to my bestest friend in the whole wide world, Susan!