“Not on one strand are all life’s jewels strung.” ~ William Morris.
Mr. Morris had a great point. I’ve had so many diverse experiences in my life and have travelled along numerous side roads that I feel I’ve picked up some of life’s jewels Mr. Morris spoke of in that quote.
Lately, I have been so busy and working such long hours that I’ve become incredibly tired. I’ve also realized that I’ve been so bogged down with work I’ve really allowed myself to forget about posting anything other than work notes here, even after promising I’d begin posting more about me — the person behind the camera.
While my computer is busy backing up, which takes nearly 2 hours, I’m taking a much needed break to have a wee visit with you. I’ll try keeping it fairly brief though since I like keeping my posts fairly short and as sweet as possible [insert a silly grin here].
As I mentioned earlier, that photo of my tree hugger was picked up by Canwest and the journalist informed me it will appear in next Friday’s (August 27, 2010) edition of The Edmonton Journal in their lifestyle section.
Since I’ve been so busy and working so many hours, I’ve been getting antsy for some fresh air, exercise, and simply getting away. I had a trip planned for Edmonton to take a photography workshop next weekend but had to cancel because my husband’s relatives will be coming to spend the weekend with us. I’ve been wishing I had a small little Tab trailer or a tent trailer because I’d love to take a week off and drive down to see my dad and camp along the way. He was honoured a few weeks ago by having the air terminal named for him and I’ve been wanting to go down and get photos of him at the terminal.
These are my darling little barn swallows. This was taken early one morning and I loved the silhouette with the soft hazy sky as backdrop. Early morning is when they line up on the power line to preen and chatter. This morning ritual warms my heart. The one thing I will really miss when we move from here are the barn swallows. We only have two families of them each year — we open up the attic of our old garage plus one of the empty granaries for them to nest in. I love watching the antics of the young once they fledge. They tend to play and cavort much like human teenagers — well teenagers who aren’t obsessed with phones, video games, and the like.
This last photo is one I took on my last trip to Edmonton, my home town. I love that city. I was on my way back to our condo from my son’s home and decided to take a walk in the river valley. Although I took numerous photos of the walk itself, of some boaters on the river, and all sorts of other interesting features along the way, this is one of my favourites. There was only a hint of light left just as the sun was about to slide over the horizon. I loved these new (well new since I lived there) benches the way they’re shaped like a treble cleff on the ends. I also loved how they were catching the last of the day’s light so took a couple quick shots before the sun slid away. And now it’s time for me to slide away until the next time. G’night and thanks for popping by — you’ve been great company.
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Photographs Never Forget!