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Foothills & hay
I sigh looking at more piles of laundry. Feeling like I had just washed yesterday although it had been four days.

Some days I wish there were more of me to go around. One pulling me in this direction. Someone else in another. Most days I maintain the balance, but then stress gets added  and I wish I were more and could do more.

But I can’t. It’s on these days I really don’t need to be more or do more. On these days, no really every day, I simply need to ask for more. Not more as in material things, but more as in focus and words and strength and grace. I’ve learned when I don’t feel there is enough of me to do all I need to do to take care of my family or enough of me to spend time doing the things that feed my spirit or the work I need to do, those days I ask and He never fails to give me more. More of His grace so I can accomplish what I need to accomplish.

So I slow down and give thanks. And breathe. Knowing that when I am not enough He is always more.

Linking up today with Peter Pollock and the One Word at a Time blog carnival.

Pink Lilies

These lilies in my in-laws yard always take my breath away each May. Do you see the butterfly? It flittered all around landing on each flower and all around me as if to say “be gone with you!” It wouldn’t stay still enough to allow me another shot.
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Break the Rules

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I set the tripod up. The hill overlooking the lake giving me a perfect view of the moon. I look through the viewfinder composing the shot. The in camera meter blinking. Warning me that the image will be underexposed. The camera taking in the entire view to determine the proper settings. But those settings are deceiving. The moon comes out too bright. No detail to be seen. So I ignore the warning and my instincts. I experiment and take each shot with different settings.

In photography or any type of creative endeavor you are taught certain rules. In writing we learn grammatical rules. In photography you learn rules of composition, how to meter for proper exposure so that the photo isn’t too dark or too bright and many others. In most situations you learn to trust these rules. You learn to trust the settings your camera tells you will make a proper exposure.

Eventually, though, you encounter situations and you have to ignore the ingrained pull to trust the rules. Artists learn when the rules need to be broken to achieve the effect they desire.

Or perhaps the rules that always worked for you begin to suffocate you and you realize they do not bring about the image you visualize for your art.

Rules and Laws

What about rules made by humans? I’m not speaking of government laws or even guidelines such as school dress codes. There are reasons those are in place especially for our safety.

Perhaps a better way to define these would be the unspoken yet understood rules a community or organization has. I wonder if perhaps we would do well to measure these unspoken rules against what Christ says sums up the law.

“Teacher, which is the great commandment in the Law?” Jesus replied: “ ‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’ This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments.” (Matthew 22:36-40 NIV)

There are people who allow man made rules to completely define their worth. They may shun you if you break their rules.

There are those who have listened and followed rules defined by others for so long they can’t understand why you would break the rules. They aren’t sure what to make of your rebelliousness.

Then there are those who God uses to work within those rules yet they aren’t defined by the rules. These will understand and support you.

There are rules God wants us to live by. There are laws of the cities, states and country where we live that we have to follow for our well being and the well being of others.

Then there are rules that reek of pharasiacal judgement. Rules that seek to destroy our value instead of giving life. Rules that pounce judgement on the offender when one is broken. If we measure each of our actions against the first and greatest commandment and the second then we no longer have to be defined by rules we cannot hope to keep.

Sometimes we have to know when rules need to be broken.

Tiny Blooms

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I forget the name of the flower. Mums maybe. An autumn favorite. Potted in the fall along side the front steps. Bringing bright colors to my porch. Winter wilted away the blooms. Stems stiffening to brown.

I’m apt to forget about the flowers that bring color to my porch during the winter. I like winter, but as cold natured as I am I don’t spend the hours out there that I do during spring and fall.

As our winter that forgot it was winter meshed into spring I find myself enjoying my porch again. Book in hand, smelling gardenia’s fragrance enjoying the days before summer humidity sets in. The dead mums being the only plants still there. Other pots empty and waiting for new life.

How often are we surprised by the blooms of a plant we once thought dead?

Sometimes, though, God nudges us to throw away the plant asking us to give up the hope we have leaving the blooms for someone else to see.

But that’s a story for another day. So today I will be thankful for blooms on a plant I once thought dead.

Continuing to Count the Gifts
948. For an afternoon of writing. (4.29.12)
949. For focus. (5.1.12)
950. For Stacy’s phone call & catching up. (5.1.12)
951. For Stacey texting me sky & sunset photos. (5.3.12)
952. For the glimpse of a blue jay and a cardinal. (5.5.12)
953. For blooms on flowers long thought dead. (5.6.12)

Hidden Away

I don’t know how many times how I had driven by before noticing this old barn sitting off from the highway hidden almost out of sight.

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