Last Child In The Woods

The lives of our kids are so much different than ours were.  Not just slightly different either, hugely different.  I was telling my kids stories about it the other day, as I often do.  One day they'll get tired of hearing "When I was a kid ...", but they haven't yet.  Anyway, I was telling my kids about how we used to skate on the Cow Pond when we were kids.  I didn't realize how city-fied they are until they...more

My 150th blog post : Aachoooo ! Sniff !

This marks my 150th blog post. Yay !...more

Ah, the noise

There’s one thing I am quite looking forward to …. a decrease of the noise in my life. Here in the city, it seems the term “fish mongers wife” never died because that’s all I seem to be hearing here lately.Doesn’t anyone speak in an inside voice anymore? I get on public transportation with school teens and my head is splitting before my day starts and the headache just lingers and lingers. The only peace my head gets is at Undisclosed location. ...more

The first snow

A taste of winter arrived this morning, blown in by the cold winds from the north.  It was 28 degrees when I went out for my walk.  The wind has been blustery, between 15 and 20 mph.  I had to dig out my winter gear.  Sometime and somewhere during the move, I lost a mitten.  Not just any mitten.  It was one of my mitten-gloves, where there’s a flap that folds over the fingers.  They are my favorite mittens because it makes it easy to free up my fingers to use the camera when I want to.  I’m sure it will show up eventually....more

The colors of November

It started with yesterday’s sunset.  A rainbow of colors were splashed across the sky.  What I didn’t know was that they were a hint of things to come.Read more......more

A walk with the wind

I went for a walk with the wind yesterday.  It was a short walk because I’m trying not to overdo.  When I stepped outside, a big gust nudged me in the middle of my back with the message to move forward.  Forward meant to the meadows where the goldenrod seeds littered the air, backlit by the late afternoon sun....more

Fall in Maryland

Yesterday was a gorgeous, warm fall day. Late in the afternoon while driving home my eyes witnessed nature's awesome beauty. I snapped these photos with my mobile phone. Pretty awesome pics, eh? What kind of phone you ask? HTC one x+...more

Sky Moods

We crested the top of the pass and I gasped. The moon shone bright above the peak of a mountain. It was a big, full moon. A harvest moon. I asked my son to slow the car. I rolled down the window and leaned out with my camera in hand, trying to capture the scene.  I snapped a couple pictures, unsatisfied with the results.“You like sky pictures, don’t you?” my daughter’s friend asked me from the back seat. We were on our way home from a softball game.“Why do you think that?” I asked....more

Meanwhile, back at the farm...lol

The girls and I made it down here yesterday, thanks to Daddy,who has to stay up and work for a day or two more. We had a good night, and managed to stay tucked in until 4:30am, when we universally agreed it was time for an early morning walk. It was awesome. The quietness of the woods and shore, the crickets, and the brightness of the stars made it worth being alone with the girls in nature. It goes without saying that we had a flashlight just in case there were four-legged critters**read raccoons**coming out from the woods. ...more

Slowing Down and Seeing God Through My Camera Lens

I take a lot of pictures. I mean, a lot of pictures. Ever since we bought one of those cameras that makes a regular mom look like a semi-capable photographer, I have probably taken somewhere in the thousands. I easily unload 100+ a week from my smart card. Sometimes I worry that I’m guilty of watching life happen through a lens rather than right in front of me. But other times, I know that my kids -- my babies -- are growing up in a blur and I feel that if don’t snap those precious moments, they might just fade away. ...more
I love this.  I feel the same way so often.  I don't want to take pictures with the idea of ...more