Mother nature is amazing; a never ending source of entertainment if you just keep your eyes open.
A few years ago I saw earthworms having sex. Bugs are so much fun.
There’s a challenge going on all over the Internet, people challenge each other to take a black-and-white photo representing life for seven days. No people and no explanation. My friend Grace challenged me and I was so excited. I love taking pictures and looking at life through a camera lens.
Taking photos in black-and-white forces you to look at shadows and light a little differently than you normally would. It makes you look a little deeper.
Back in high school I loved playing in the darkroom and loved what I could do in black-and-white. These days since my primary camera is my phone I rarely do anything intentionally in B&W. I’ve been playing with the filters on my iPhone camera and with Hipstamatic and have figured out my phone can do so much more than I knew.
I am going to try and keep this up for a bit. For the first few days I challenged a couple friends, but today I’m challenging you. And by you, I mean all of you. Let’s see what you can do. What does your life look like in black-and-white? Don’t make me call you out. Post it in the comments section if you want.
If you need some motivation or ideas there are all sorts of photo challenges floating around but here’s a few I have followed.
The WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge is one I’ve done for years, but have fallen away from lately.
Cee’s Photography always has a challenge going.
There’s always the self-motivated Project 365 or post-a-day…
I haven’t been writing much lately… Well, I have been writing, but nothing has made it to far as hitting submit. Most things I’ve written lately haven’t even gotten far as going back to proofread. I’ve written a lot of random ideas as they pop in my head, half thoughts, and nonsense.
I’m really trying to find some inspiration to get me to write again. Even the photo challenges lately have not been inspiring. I also think the summer heat has sapped my energy and my creativity.
One of the things that occurred to me recently is that in Portland I was in contact with all types of people during my day. It was on public transit, walks in downtown during lunch, or at the distillery on the weekends. I don’t have that kind of interaction with people here. Additionally, the type of people I’m interacting with are less varied.
Back in the spring I went to Buenos Aires and found the energy of the city so inspiring and stimulating. Almost immediately upon return to Memphis that energy was used up to maintain my sanity, peace, and equilibrium. I have known for some time that Memphis is not the city for me, but Buenos Aires confirmed that.
So, trying to get back into the swing of writing and creative endeavors, this week’s photo challenge is texture. This tree has been speaking to me for a while. Does it say anything special to you?
I’ve been remiss lately in writing. I’ve had so much going on and I just haven’t made the time to sit at the computer when I don’t have to. While life has been moving swiftly, my creative juices have been flowing all over the place. It’s been awhile since I have done the weekly photo challenge and I’ve missed it. I finally found a few minutes to troll through some photos.
This week’s theme is Focus and Coe is most often my unwilling subject. She turns away as soon as I raise the camera or phone in her direction. Mom… would you stop that!
I have gathered a few of my favorites that just weren’t meant to go on any walls or in a frame since they are out of focus. While the focus isn’t quite right, the attitude is all there.
It time for Mardi Gras, Memphis style. I got invited to a LSU alumni Mardi Gras ball and boy did we laissez les bon temps rouler.
I made a large wine bottle full of the original Pat O’Brien’s Hurricane cocktail. There was none left at the end of the evening. My band of merry revelers also finished a bottle of tequila, a couple bottles of wine, and a flask of scotch.
Needless to say, a good time was had by all. Some had more of a good time than others…
No one in our group left their pantyhose in the bathroom, but several of us ditched the shoes. There’s only so long you can look fabulous and dance like a mad woman.
If you’d like to make a Hurricane that doesn’t make your insides glow from high fructose corn syrup and red dye #5, then give this a whirl.
1 oz dark rum
1 1/2 oz white rum
1 1/2 oz passion fruit syrup*
1/2 oz freshly squeezed lime juice
2 teaspoons super fine sugar
splash of grenadine
lime wedge for garnish (when you aren’t serving from a giant wine bottle)
Mix all ingredients in a cocktail shaker, add ice and shake to blend. Serve immediately.
*I used a passion fruit concentrate I found at my local ethnic market. The original recipe references a syrup, so instead of mixing to the normal proportions the concentrate called for, I reduced the water. Also, instead of adding sugar to my shaker, I made a simple syrup with the amount of water I was adding for my syrup.
However you celebrate your fat Tuesday and Mardi Gras, I hope you have a grand time!
Because I am always taking pictures of everything that catches my eye I had quite a few to chose from. I hope these make you giggle as much as they made me. Each photo has a caption. If you click on the images, you can see them larger.
Last year my mother dragged (really, almost kicking and screaming-dragged) me on a cruise. Not a sit in the sun and see amazing new tropical countries kind of cruise, but a boat full of really old people kind of cruise. I had the BEST time!! We were celebrating her 80th birthday and this was on her bucket list. I made all sorts of new friends and discovered she makes a great wing-woman.
We went up the Mississippi River from St Louis to St Paul on the American Queen, a real honest-to-goodness paddlewheel. The food was good and the wine was mediocre (good thing I had brought a good stash of my own). We went through something like 26 locks, saw bald eagles, a church with a huge collection of Tiffany windows, and explored Hannibal, MO, home of Mark Twain. One of the last days of the trip, Mother wasn’t feeling so hot, so I left her with a cup of tea and I trekked out on my own. I didn’t want to go too far, so I just went on one of the short excursions to an antique mall.
Boy-oh-boy was I in hog heaven. Room after room after room of pyrex, milk glass, and depression glass… I could have spent every dime I had and then some. I restrained myself and limited myself to just a few things. I got both a milk glass and a green glass reamer and these darling milk glass tea cups. One of these days I will go back with a uhaul and shop like mad.
I could go on and on about all we saw and did that week, but they have a brochure for that. I will say the evening entertainment on the boat was outstanding. I’m just delighted to have gone and seen and experienced what I did. It was truly an extraordinary adventure.
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “(Extra)ordinary.”