Saturday, May 16, 2009

It's All in the EYES - Sunday Stills Challenge

Well these are probably not the most original, but I love my pups and there's something about the gaze of a basenji. It's like they see right into your soul. Well at least that's the feeling I get when I gaze into their eyes.

There are hundreds of eyes out there and you can check them out here at Sunday Stills

These are Talker's eyes:




These are Savannah's eyes:

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Taken in Cambria

A few flowers seen in Cambria








I caught this flower still wet with the morning dew.


Savannah was silently listening to the birds telling her their secrets


We found a beautiful trail called Fiscalini Ranch Perserve that took us along the shore line of Cambria. The pups stopped to rest awhile.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Sunday Stills - Black and White with a Twist

Converting with a twist a color photo to black and white. Using my recent flowers and plant pictures I chosed one red rose turned black and white...



and one brown dead camilla turned twisted black and white.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Sunday Stills - Plants and Flowers

Sunday's challenge is Plants and Flowers. I visisted Descanso Gardens in the foothills of California with a friend of mine. She's teaching me how to use my camera. We spent a good five hours on a really nice, cool California Saturday.















You can participate in Sunday Stills here.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

My Interpretation of Springsteen's Thunder Road

This morning I was driving to work like I do Tuesday thru Friday. As always I have music on and I sing along to the sounds of music and traffic. Bruce Springsteen's Thunder Road came on. A song I've sung since it was first release. This song was the national anthem of it's time. As I sung along with the song I seem to digest them differently this morning.

"The screen door slams
Mary's dress waves
Like a vision she dances across the porch
As the radio plays
Roy Orbison singing for the lonely
Hey that's me and I want you only
Don't turn me home again
I just can't face myself alone again
Don't run back inside
darling you know just what I'm here for
So you're scared and you're thinking
That maybe we ain't that young anymore
Show a little faith, there's magic in the night
You ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright
Oh and that's alright with me"

"Except roll down the window
And let the wind blow back your hair
Well the night's busting open
These two lanes will take us anywhere
We got one last chance to make it real
To trade in these wings on some wheels
Climb in back Heaven's waiting DOWN ON the tracks"

Well I got this guitar
And I learned how to make it talk
And my car's out back
If you're ready to take that long walk
From your front porch to my front seat
The door's open but the ride it ain't free
And I know you're lonely
For words that I ain't spoken
But tonight we'll be free
All the promises'll be broken
There were ghosts in the eyes Of all the boys you sent away
They haunt this dusty beach road In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets

They scream your name at night in the street
Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet
And in the lonely cool before dawn
You hear their engines roaring on
But when you get to the porch they're gone
On the wind, so Mary climb in
It's a town full of losers
And I'm pulling out of here to win"


After the song was over I asked myself, "What does that song mean to me?"

I came up with one word--Certainty. I believe that this is a song of Certainty. Certainty of knowing that what lies down that road is the thing that will make your dreams come true. That's why this song touched so many young kids at the time, and still does. It captured the wildness that stirred in your heart and it gave it a song that explained everything you yearned for when you were young.

It made me think of my youth; my dreams and the passions that I had when I was young, and it made me sad now, not finding myself standing before an unknown road and just wanting to chase the dreams I want to come true.

Monday, April 13, 2009

Sunday Stills - Religion

I've always loved wandering thru an old cemetery so this week's challenge is right up my alley -- or shall I say gravestone.
These were taken at a Catholic Cemetery called Evergreen in Los Angeles







These pictures were taken at a yearly event called "Day of the Dead" which takes place on November 1st -- or All Soul's Day. All Soul's Day is celebrated amongst the Catholic people and it's a ceremony where the living honor those who have passed away.


Saturday, April 11, 2009

First Try at Sunday Stills

Okay this is my first try at Sunday Stills
You can join all of us every Sunday and take on the challenge!

I found Red at the local Target Store.


Monday, March 23, 2009

Saturday Morning - March 21, 2009

I spent some time on Saturday practicing with my new camera. My faithful pups are always around me thus, they are my test subjects.

Talker is always watching and waiting. He runs around the yard and will suddenly stop and stare at a bird in the feeder or listen to a rustle in the tree.


Savannah is a watcher who is constantly in a state of contemplative thought.


Talker's Nose


A touch of spring in my backyard.


Savannah's Tail

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Where Have I Been?

:) in case anyone is asking...I've been busy at work and it's kept me away from here.

Hubby and I just got back from visiting friends from Prescott and that was a wonderful get away. We thoroughly enjoyed their company and just getting away from California was much needed. Rough spots? We traveled on a 12 seater plane and I can't handle a jumpy flight. Yuck.

I got a new camera. It's a Rebel and I'm trying to learn how to use it. I took it to Prescott and kept it on automatic just to be safe. We attended a Dodgers Spring Training game and have about 200 pictures of baseball player's backs. My husband is a big Dodger fan and apparently shots of their backs is still a thrill.

Anyhoo..I hope to start posting some new pictures and getting some writing in real soon. As once said, "Life is what happens when you're busy making other plans".

How long can such beauty last when it is just  barely hanging from a vine?