Mom - are you sure lying down there is a good idea when we are playing basketball here?
Yeah sure, just pretend I'm not......aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!
Thursday, July 9, 2009
up close b ball
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
blue memory
in their life before me
my youngest children
lost many precious things
not least of which
were a blue dog
and a smokey cat
and we have been
looking far and wide
for small but solid
statues that would turn
our garden into a place
where memories are nurtured
and tended to
just like the flowers
today we found them
a concrete cat
and an iron dog
marked down!
and yet precious beyond description
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
safety yellow fresh
the overcast skies bring welcome rain and unexpected sunshine from the yellow paint in the parking lot
Monday, July 6, 2009
cinnamon and chocolate
this handsome fellow stayed with us for two days
while his family was away
he and our resident 10 year old child
became touchingly attached to each other in that short time
the similarities between them are striking
both with gorgeous, wavy dark hair
eyes that shine with arresting light
and both full of absolutely, glorious bounciness
she cried when he left
and has said yes to looking after him again
Sunday, July 5, 2009
silly at the photo shoot
we have a BIG summer theatre festival in our part of the north
this is an out take from a shoot I just did
promo pix for one of the plays in it
working with the actors was very cool
and sometimes, like this one,
not unlike working with my kids!
Saturday, July 4, 2009
finally peony
my husband fell in love with peonies
the first summer
in our first house
when he kept mowing over the weird
purple sprouts in the grass
and they kept pushing back up
and he finally let them be and
startlingly they grew and bloomed
into peonies
this year has been a very late spring
for us here
May came and left
without them
and finally as July came
the buds showed and began to swell
and we all waited and watched
as they came
with the rain
Friday, July 3, 2009
the dog next door
sweet face stares over the six foot fence at me
gone entirely the barking mad fence thumper
who plays a cacophonous duet with our smallest weiner dog
as they fling insults and themselves at the cedar boards that separate our yards
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All that is left is the writing.
That is what my husband said.
And then we load the pictures and my web page goes live.
I am supposed to do the writing.
About me and my pictures, how I make them, why I make them
that I can make them for other people...
and I don't know what to say....
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- Hold these precious moments close
- Holding Still
- Safe?!?
- here and gone iphone Jun 25 09
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- birthing of the art gallery jun 23
- bearing down Jun 22 09
- pink stemware Jun 21
- elvis with beard Jun 20
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- after the cloudburst
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- not the only one who can't sit still (iphone/toyph...
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- over my head
- the air up there
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Photo Quotes
When I ask to photograph someone, it is because I love the way they look and I think I make that clear. I'm paying them a tremendous compliment. What I'm saying is, I want to take you home with me and look at you for the rest of my life. - Amy Arbus






