Winter Wheat

 

2009

Yesterday I received an e-mail from a nice lady who stumbled upon my meager blog.  Googling "Winter Wheat" she'd found The Giraffe Head Tree.

 2009

 She was putting together a program for her church and wanted to use one of the images.  Why, of course, I said. 

2009

Please send me one for my portfolio, I asked, and she thought that funny.  It is funny, really. 

2010

This exchange whetted my appetite for those images again so I looked high and low, finally finding them on my stand-alone hard drive.  Neatly archived away.  Out of sight.  Out of mind.  Until this nice lady's e-mail. 

2010

Why do I do that?  Hide my images away?  Visiting these images brought back some fabulous memories.  More than that I really, really like them.  This is the same wheat field, two years in a row. 

2010

May 2009 I shot them in bright afternoon daylight, a coming storm looming on the horizon.  Bright blue skies being gobbled up by bright white and grey clouds; golden wheat swaying in the wind.  May 2010 I rose before dawn and drove to the field awaiting the sunrise.  A gentle fog and rosy light made these my favorite images of all.  What do you do with your favorite nature images, and what is your preferred method for a portfolio for your work?  I'm really curious as clearly I'm horrid at both.

Photographic Experimentation

I've been playing.

Water, oils, lighting, textures and various lenses.

They're not birds or bugs, sunrises or trees.  

However, they are indeed created from elements from Mother Earth.

The joy of playing was so freeing, happy.

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

Historic Mooresville Church of Christ

My Christmas wish this year - 

Peace on Earth.

xo

Breathe

This year has been one of great change.  This winter I logged off for a bit following a year of  looking inward and connecting more with what is truly important.  Family, health, simplifying.  As much as I enjoy blogging I found that what I truly needed was time to myself for awhile. 

That, and I simply had nothing to say. 

Instead of adventures with birds, road trips and hikes into the hinterlands my time of late has been spent studying, journaling and holding deep conversations about the past, the future and the present. 

My past adventures were such fun and I promise new adventures to come.  However, my outdoor adventures were vastly different from what I'm doing now - meditating, looking inward and working to make necessary changes.  That has been my new adventure.  A more quiet, reflective adventure.  I confess it has been challenging but most rewarding.

I've relished the challenge.  Sought the challenge.  Invited the challenge. 

So my blog has been quiet.  I'm saving up.  I'm absorbing, looking at things with new eyes, recharging my batteries.  I'm living.

Merry Christmas to you all.  I'll be back.

Gone - Back - Gone - Back....

I WAS home, but then I left again.  Two more trips.  One to Raleigh, then to Kure Beach, North Carolina.  The first was a family event, the second to recover from the family event - LOL!

We were only there a few days.

One morning I woke early to watch the sunrise.

Rather, I tried to.  

The morning was blustery and cold.  I know why lobsters have red claws as mine were pretty red and curled up by the time I meandered an hour or so waiting for some sun.

I did find some wonderful shells.  The early bird definitely gets the best shells.

However, the clouds were so pretty and made gorgeous dancing wisps above the ocean.  Lost of Maxfield Parrish clouds by the time the sun rose higher.  

Simply lovey.

I know I promised a story about a ranch in Nevada and that will come later.  In the meantime I've tons of Bat Mitzvah pics to process and upload, AND more beach pics, AND I'm getting to see my baby again soon!  More baby pics, more pics ... pics and pics and pics!  

By cracky I think I'm coming alive...