These beautiful nymphs caught my eye. I couldn’t resist capturing them for my own pleasure and making them dance for me.

I’m insanely busy people. But I promise, a photo a day for the next seven. It might be quick and dirty. And yes, that’s what she said.

Yarrr, thar be treasure thar!I've recently begun really digging into my manual applications and this was a decent and pleasing success. Bling! I was then asked by one of the employees of the Pawn shop to NOT take photos, thus learning lesson #25 in photography. Either ask someone if it's ok to take snaps, or be really really good and flash and dash.

Am I the girl who takes pictures of fruit stands? So. It. Seems. *grins* I was convinced to buy my very first New Zealand Jazz apple. This turned out to be a very good decision as it was the juciest, sweetest apple I’ve had all year. PPM, you rule. 

 

  A perfect pallatte of color and texture

 

They stared at me with their unblinking gaze and I captured their souls with my magic box!

A man once asked his Rabbi why people never saw God anymore.

“Why no burning bush, no lighting from the sky? Where has God gone?”

The Rabbi thought a moment and, smiling said, “Because people are always looking up, they forget to look down.”

God is what you feel. The Universe, The Energy of Creation and Destruction…is in the little things.

Asphalt Art

High Flight

by John Gillespie Magee, Jr.

 

 

 

Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth,
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds…and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of…wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there,
I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air.
Up, up, the long, delirious burning blue
I’ve topped the windswept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, nor even eagle flew.
And while with silent, lifting mind I’ve trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space…
…put out my hand, and touched the face of God.

 

 

The warp and weft

Perfect Expression to Capture

Pay attention To The Little Things