Oddly, no people sleeping. All my pictures with people show them awake. Oh well.
Merry Christmas to all!
Still-life for me is usually cherries. Why cherries? Because they are round, red, and delicious. But Nancy already did cherries and I cannot do better.
So I went with peaches. Ripe (almost) ready to eat. Not quite ready. Maybe tomorrow.
Just in time! The roses showed up and it just happens that I took a couple of pictures! I didn’t think we were going to have anything but tons of Daylilies.
And we do have tons of Daylilies, but you just can’t kill those barbed wire roses! So … they are back. It’s hard to tell if the darker ones are red or pink. Right now, they are closer to pink than red, but later in the summer, they will probably be darker.
Nostalgia. I lost most of my early pictures to the “I love you” virus in the late 1990s. It destroyed every single picture I had stored since I started using a digital camera. I didn’t have a backup. The lesson was most painfully learned.
Now, I have backups. More than one. Multiples. So instead of nostalgic pictures, this is as good a selection of old or older pictures I could find. Some go back to the early-1940s. Most are more recent.
It has been raining more in the past few months than in any other months in the history of weather records, which is more than 200 years. April was the rainiest month ever recorded. Surprisingly, I don’t have a lot of rain pictures because I got pretty sulky about the rain and refused to go out unless it was a doctor’s appointment or grocery shopping. But I have a lot of pictures of birds and squirrels in the rain.
They don’t seem to mind. Or maybe having no choice in the matter, rain is just there, like the wind and the trees. It’s life in the big woods. Like snow and heat. When outside is home, the weather is life.
It was the theme for my son’s fourth-grade graduation ceremony. Funny that I should remember it so clearly. My son is turning 50 in a few weeks and I’ve forgotten a lot, but this I remember. And I remember that I cried.
Facebook is full of memes. I’m not much of a meme-writer. Usually, I use them as part of one of my own posts and I tend to use my own pictures, but I prefer to make them blurry and a bit abstract to not take away from the message, whatever it may be.
But this particular one is one of my favorite quotes from “The Good Omen” said by the devil to one of his minions. You should read the book. It’s hilarious.
I have a particular favorite color of pink for clothing and it’s the only color pink I wear that isn’t a nightgown or underwear.
I use to wear black and put a hot pink blazer over it. It looked great. Red works too, but hot pink has class. Otherwise, you won’t find pink in my furniture or even my sheets. I admit a few doll dresses are pink, but with dolls, you can’t entirely avoid pink. It’s a doll color.
And then there are flowers:
An unexpected window in a place where no window should be? An interesting challenge.
One small window, one huge barn. There’s one crooked old window in the middle of the barn wall. Not big enough or clean enough to bring much light into the barn. But it’s there.
It’s that point in the distance where the road, river, valley, or bridge comes together. It’s the natural end of a parallel set of lines.