When Autumn comes, I take more pictures than I know what to do with.
I love the colors, the smell and how Fall makes me feel.
We live in the world we create, and I wanted to share a small piece of my world with you.
I hope you remember you are strengthened because of your weakness, brave because of your fears & greater because of your mistakes.
November 30, 2010
November 29, 2010
You know me, always looking thru my lens, snapping up whatever I see. I realized I definately see the world from a different viewpoint.
Probably because my vision is skewed.
Probably because I cant see properly.
Probably most likely because I always have a camera stuffed in my face.
And you thought I was going to say something brilliant;)
The above sunrise shot this morning wasn't by choice. I was forced out of bed against my will. Also known as sick teenager, but it sounds so much more dramatic if I tell you it was by force and sucked my will to live. Makes you appreciate it soo much more, right?
Plus, nothing says good morning like freezing c-c-c-cold air hitting you, after you've warmed your bed from all night. Don't you just hate leaving the warm confines of your blankets? I know I do.
I will supress the urge to pee for hours, in order to avoid the temperature difference from my cozy-warm bed to the cold bathroom toilet.
I know what your thinking.
But, allow me to share a tip with you.
If you are forced awake for silly reasons like a full bladder, (either yours or the dogs) run to the bathroom, pee really-really fast and dart back to your bed. Move like Flash Gordon.
It will still be warm. I swear. Try it.
You can thank me later.
November 27, 2010
November 22, 2010
November 21, 2010
2.5 years ago, when I moved from a castle to a matchbook, I put my childrens memories into my Moms garage.
I had no room for their scrapbooks.
I didnt account for moisture which led to mildew and 21 years of lost memories. It ate thru my albums, it eroded pictures that I will NEVER ever ever ever ever ever ever be able to replace. Did I mention ever?
Yesterdays post was a cryptic message about distance.
You had no way of knowing exactly what kind of distance, as it included a critter dressed as a squirrel....
but it was the kind of distance that I didnt know how to quite put into words. Distance that didnt grow fonder with time.
I kept thinking, if I distance myself from how bad the damage was, then I wouldn't keep going thru the intense sadness that creeped into my soul & made me heartsick every time I looked thru my poor albums.
My poor, ruined, mutilated albums.
But more so, my poor-ruined-mutilated-memories.
Gone. Just like that....Poof!
Its written that goodbyes will always hurt, pictures will never replace having been there, memories good & bad will bring tears and words can never replace feelings.
For right now, I dont even have the words for how I feel......
Other than heartsick. Im. so. heartsick.
November 20, 2010
November 14, 2010
November 13, 2010
November 11, 2010
November 1, 2010
Dont judge me because I take pictures of my weenies butt.
Did that come out wrong? Allow me to re-phrase that...
Please dont judge me because I take pictures of my weenies butt.
Hey! I said please.....;)
Things Dachshunds need to try to remember:
1.) I will not bark each time I hear a doorbell on TV.
2.) My head does not belong in the refrigerator.
3.) I will not sit in the middle of the living room & lick my crotch when company is over.
4.) The garbage collector is not stealing our stuff.
5.) I will not steal underwear from the laundry and run thru the house with it.
6.) I will stay out of the laundry, period.