Captured.

Five Photos, Five Stories, #1

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I like to wander my yard with my camera in hand.  I’ve been teaching myself to shoot manually for the last year or so.  I’ve briefly – as in, sat in the yard one afternoon with a stack of library books and a glass of wine – studied the ins and outs of this.  I only vaguely know the terms, but I have (mostly) figured out how to set my camera to achieve the shots I want.  I learn more by doing than I do by reading sometimes, and this is definitely true when it comes to photography. Thank goodness for digital, which makes learning to play so much cheaper and easier than film photography.  I like to capture light and moods, I love shooting with macro lens and focusing in on details.  My garden and everything that inhabits it, are some of my favorite things to shoot because they are always changing, always in flux.  What’s in bloom today can be gone tomorrow.  Such is the tale of this spider.  I was walking into the basement to check laundry when I saw the late afternoon sunlight shining through the web and ran to grab my camera, as that light can be fleeting. I held my breath as I shot, almost unable to believe I was able to capture so beautifully the streaming sun light through the delicate web.  It’s taken me a good bit of work as well as luck to be able to shoot this photo. Such is life, isn’t it?  You can work all you want, but sometimes, you just luck into things.

Suzicate at The Water Witch’s Daughter invited me to play Five Photos, Five Stories. I invite Cassi at Bad at Being Mom to participate.  If you wish to play the rules are that you post a picture a day with a story, fiction or non-fiction, or a poem and nominate one fellow blogger a day to participate.

 

Successfully Beeting.

I publicly outed myself (and my entire family) as decidedly not beet fans a few years ago in an article published for one of the alternative weeklies, which prompted just about every chef I know to come crawling out of the woodwork with suggestions as to how I could prepare beets so that we would like them.  I managed to find some ways we like to eat them, but it’s still not a popular dinner item.  This changed recently however, when I stumbled upon a serving presentation that actually caused me to hear “Can we please have that again?”.

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Breathing room.

It was a glorious Memorial Day weekend here.  The weather was just simply beautiful and honeysuckle scented.  We had no where to be for three whole days – a first since a snowstorm I’m pretty sure. Pat went fishing with Cola, we had lots of girl time in the yard, gardening was done, back roads were driven in pursuit of local berries, which got jammed and frozen while the strawberries we picked from our yard garden got turned into strawberry ice cream that was shared at an impromptu dinner last night with Charles and Carol, our second dinner party with neighbors over the weekend.   There was a yard sale score in the shape of a pretty new covered cake stand – the sort that you can flip upside down and turn into a punch or trifle bowl in a pinch,  which I guess gets entered into both collections, bringing me to four punchbowls and eight cake stands. To celebrate, I baked a pound cake – this is my go-to recipe, one I tore out of Southern Living eons ago.  Just dump everything in your stand mixer and let it go. I love those sorts of recipes.  Baking the pound cake was also to use up some of the four dozen duck eggs that were dropped off this weekend, some of which might be involved in a pickling project. The pound cake was pretty divine served with the homemade, homegrown strawberry ice cream.   Ambitious to-do lists were made and accomplished this weekend, although the house didn’t really get cleaned like it needs.  Now that I’ve wrapped up my last PB&J Fund classes for the semester, I’ll have free afternoons again so maybe I can get that caught up. I did get laundry (mostly) caught up this weekend.  One shouldn’t be too ambitious about these things I don’t think.  All in all, it was a lazily productive weekend, the sort that had lots of impromptu pop-ins and visits, poison ivy, lazy yard drinks, beautiful evenings and the first lightening bug sightings of the season.  Hello summer.

 

That time…..

Of all the adventures I had over the years with my cousin Henry, I think the one everyone found hands down most entertaining was the time he traded me to a Mexican for a pitcher of beer (“And a t-shirt!” Henry would always add).

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A blooming success!

My dream garden is part cottage, part little -old-lady with lots of roses, peonies and lilacs.  Unfortunately, our yard, which has enough space to plant loads of these items, is far too shady to actually be hospitable to them.  This doesn’t stop me from trying to grow those things though, in our limited full sun spots. Continue reading

Spring Insanity

It has been an absolute whirlwind here lately.  I mean, really.  Yesterday was our first unscheduled day in at least two weeks, which is slightly misleading because by ‘unscheduled’ I mean, we’ve got loads of things to do, we just didn’t have any solid commitments before we hopped back on that busy bus  for the next few weeks.

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