a pause



This is not a season
but a pause
between one future & another,
a day after a day,
a breathing space before death,
a breathing, the rain

throwing itself down out of the
bluegrey sky, clear joy.

– Margaret Atwood
(from “Rain”)

Happy National Poetry Month!

the red umbrella



“To know is nothing at all; to imagine is everything.”
~ Anatole France

Sunday in Boston….and a virtual blog tour


make way for ducklings







A few scenes from Mother’s Day and “Make Way for Ducklings” 2014

And a virtual tour invite…

My friend and blogger/photographer extraordinaire, Kelly Ishmael, recently invited me to take part in a virtual blog tour. I first “met” Kelly on Flickr a few years back and I was immediately drawn in by her phenomenal work.

The best thing about a blog tour like this is the opportunity to learn about fellow bloggers whose sites I may not have come across on my own and also the opportunity to introduce some fabulous bloggers of my own choice.

for this blog tour we were asked to answer the following questions about our creative process.

1) what am i working on?
2) how does my work differ from others of its genre?
3) why do I write/create what i do?
4) how does my creative process work?

I guess I should give you just a bit of background to get the ball rolling…when I first started blogging a few years ago, it was a personal journal of sorts with a few snapshots thrown in. But after a few years, a couple things happened

1. I became passionate about photography and wanted to find a way to make the photo more of the focus of my blog (pardon the pun).

2. I got tired of constantly talking about myself, tired of paragraphs full of I, me, my.

That’s when I decided to combine photography with my love of literature and poetry, certainly not a new concept but one that works for me…for the moment anyway.

What am I working on?

While I continue to work on the technical aspects of photography and will be for the rest of my days, lately I’ve been thinking a lot about what draws me into a photo –

it evokes an emotion
makes me wonder, peaks my curiosity
tells a story

those are the things that I want to improve upon in my own work and in my blog as well. I want to show more and tell less. I guess it all started after attending an exhibition of Vivian Maier’s work at Brandeis University and seeing the recent documentary film on her life. Her images are full of raw emotion, they tell stories. We know very little about her and yet her photos speak volumes, probably exactly how she wished it to be.

I tend to agree with Ansel Adams who once said “A true photograph need not be explained, nor can it be contained in words”.

My goal is to someday take “true photographs”

How does my work differ from others of it’s genre?

I’m not really sure that it does at this point. I can only hope that the way I see the world and choose to process my vision, is slightly different from everyone else.

Why do I write/create what I do?

It’s both a passion and a form of therapy for me. When I’m out and about with camera in hand, I’m in my own little world.

How does my creative process work?

Ha, that’s a good question. I don’t really have a process, I guess you could call it “flying by the seat of my pants”. I have no set time for photography, I always have a camera with me and I take photos of whatever captures my eye at any given moment, on any given day. I guess that’s the beauty of retirement, I no longer have to follow a set “work” schedule.

So, enough about me, now I’d like to introduce you to some fellow blogger friends, an extremely creative bunch, and hope that you will take some time to visit their wonderful sites:

Susan Desrocher (Sued51) shares her life through poems and photos at two blogs: sued51.wordpress.com and sued51too.wordpress.com.

Shirley LeMay is a chemical engineer by degree, photographer at heart, finding the beauty of the Illinois prairie. She blogs about her passions at http://www.shirleybehindthelens.com

Kyla Hunziger is a Photographer, Scrapbooker, Blogger, Voracious Reader, Runner, Lover of Tunes, Maker of Chocolate Milk, Kisser of Boo Boos, and slave of all domestic trades.  Located in SW Missouri.  http://thekreativelife.blogspot.com/

fire and ice

as the sun rises

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

~ Robert Frost


a stop by the park one early morning as the sun was just beginning to rise