Monday, May 31, 2010

Memorial Day

Spent the day with two of my favorite people. Just getting another G and P fix before we leave for vacation.

(365 Day 147 Photo)

We try to squeeze in a game of Rummikub whenever we can, in which my grandmother vows she will lose horribly and usually wins. But this time her great-grand-daughter won.

I love this green table. It used to be the "kids table" at Thanksgiving meals when there was so many of us happily piled into their home that we couldn't fit around the dining table.

There aren't as many of us now, but we still gather together weekly for a good meal (even if it's just take out burgers) and talk in a circle of lawn chairs in the garage while Papaw smokes his pipe.

When I was a teenager, if you'd asked me what the definition of peace was I would've said,"my grandparents house."

And I so needed peace. It was so peaceful, in fact, that I often fell asleep there, on their couch. They'd just cover me with an afghan and let me rest while I could.

There has been twenty years of change, births, losses, crisis, and surprises since then.

But my children's greatest inheritance, the love in that home, shines as brightly as ever.

Thursday, May 27, 2010

Garden Thoughts

(365 Day 143 Photo)

I've been thinking about the garden today, as I'm shortly going on vacation and leaving our two dogs, kitten, and the plants behind. It's like leaving toddlers alone...for weeks. I'm so grateful that my father and sister are volunteering to team up to take care of all our living things while we are gone.

But, like any mother, I may worry...

Here are the Outhouse Hollyhocks I didn't expect to bloom this year. Yet, here they are climbing high against the trellis. Only, they're covered with little red spiders and doodle bugs (?) that seem immune to my dish detergent pest spray.

Oh well, I may lose them. I console myself with the knowledge that I can always collect seed from it and try again next year.

Now, how do I console myself about leaving the animals?

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Great, Another Thing to Dismantle

(365 Day 140 Photo)

I really don't know much about these tlr's. I saw that the collars around the lenses were frozen up and as I researched how to clean them, and that's when I realized how little I know about cameras in general.

...gears and rings and screws and calibration...

...and that's when I realized how little I know about everything. It's the curse of being a girl and having a dad who did all "that stuff" for little old me.

So, now I HAVE to do it.

But I've learned how to change a flat (I hope I remember everything), and how to smoke bees into submission as I rifle through their hive, and how to knock a man off of me and get him into an armbar (theoretically, anyway), so I can do this.

Besides I took apart my argus and nothing exploded.

Still I'm waiting til I get back from camping because, did I mention, I'm going to learn how to use a sewing machine and make new curtains for the camper. Argh!

Who said school was out?

(on my Flickr)

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Lazy Bum Sanctuary

That's the name my son gave those times when we just lay around and read or do nothing together, piled on the couch, our bed, or in hammocks.

(365 Day 139 Photo)

It's usually a Sunday ritual.

(365 Day 10 Photo)

Saturday, May 22, 2010

Two Bits

(365 Day 137 Photo)

I used to groom dogs. Then, when we first married and money was tight (when is it ever not tight?) I looked at my husbands curly poodle-esque hair and thought, "I could scissor cut that."

(on my Flickr)

and I could. From that point on, I bought some clippers for the price of one cut and I became our barber. I checked out a book at the library for support before taking the plunge and cutting my daughters hair. It always looked fine, but an hour long bob is a little much for any child to bear.

So, I stick with the boys.

There are tons of sites about how to do one style of cut or another: layered, retro, Josh Holloway (?) But we don't go there or we might channel Weird Al.

I retired that set of clippers this week, after 12 years of use, rare oilings, and zero maintenance. I hardly ever even took the blades apart.

Aren't these new ones just too happy?

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Summer Resolutions

(Old Friends, 365 Day 135 Photo)

Here's some old friends. They're the kind of friends you know well and can stare you down and hold you accountable.
I keep saying I'm going to start reading fiction like I used to. But then I join a 365 group, 2 Bible studies, and netflix, and don't.

But they keep staring at me from the shelf. They aren't letting me off that easy.

So, this summer, I really am indulging in reading. No pressure. Just going to be on a road trip for 2 weeks and taking part in very little so we can all practice music a little more and read.

Those are some of my favorite books. Little Women was my grandmother's so it's doubly important to me.

Oh, and that's my thumb,also important to me, so it counts as 365.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

It's Just Sad

I mean, I can't see it when I look at these.

(365 Day 134 Photo)

But, I know the truth...

about my utter laziness with ttv photos lately.

I know that this is what I've been doing to make my old contraption sort of fit a new camera.

It's a wadded up Dukes of Hazzard t shirt.  And it's just sad.

Monday, May 17, 2010

Poor Man's Au Batido

Just got back from running and hoped to knock out my 365 early- no late night uploads for me today.

(Au Batido, 365 Day 133)

This is the "poor man's" au batido. For tkd purposes it's a "K kick." This is what I would do if I was in a capoeira roda or an unusual street fight with a patient attacker.

I could grab my extended leg like this girl. But, I haven't done this much and am not that confident.

I could also look in front of me instead of at the ground...whatever.

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Where is My Mind, Really?

Am I the only 365 person out there sweating through a zillion mess-up self-portraits with a serene look on their face, all in an effort to get a semi-decent shot?

I am not thinking what you think I am in this photo.

(I'm making a grocery list in my mind, 365 Day 132 Photo)

This one could be titled: "Good Grief. My children need to eat."

or: "Submitting to one more 365 shot."

At least I don't try this hard all the time. My 365 set could be renamed "The hands and feet collection."
Actually, I do try to record things I'm really doing, but sometimes I'm blank.

On an unrelated note- I read yesterday (here) that topknots were all the rage. See, you just thought I was being lazy with the granny bun.

Friday, May 14, 2010

Songs to Dance In Your Room to

(365 Day 130 Photo and soundtrack)

How can you not dance to these songs?

Songs to Dance in Your Room to

Thursday, May 13, 2010


(Hawkeye, 365 Day 129 Photo)

I took the easy road for my 365 today: taking a picture of a camera. It's cliche, but does anyone really ever tire of looking at vintage cameras? It was no-brainer.

I got all of these at thrift stores for under ten dollars. (My dad got the One Step Flash below at his own garage sale for 50 cents!)

Hope to get some film to try them soon and, hopefully, can re-upholster it in time for vacation. I feel a lot better lugging 50 cent cameras on perilous trails.

I paid the most for this Starflash, even though I can't actually use it. It's just too cute to not sit on a surface somewhere.

I wanted a camera bag for my sx 70 and bought this one (below) from a thrift store that funds missionaries

With the Instamatic and flash cubes inside, to boot. Total for everything in this post, including extra flash bulbs: $15.50.

Thrifting can become mania.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

A Little Less of Me

More of Him, less of me.

(a little less of me, 365 Day 127 Photo)

"I am the vine, you are the branches. He who abides in me, and I in him, bears much fruit; for without Me you can do nothing."

"As the Father loved Me, I also have loved you; abide in my love. If you keep my commandments you will... This is my commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you." John 15: 5, 9-10,12

I've read the book of John before. But this time some different things stood out. Like my responsibility to love, not just "not hate," and the strength I am given to do this, even when it is hard.

I was kind of stuck last fall. I don't know exactly when I un-stuck but I did this 8 month study, closed my mouth more, and now I feel more free to love, like when I was younger.

I know I can love through a crisis, when mistreated, through the re-opening of past wounds, through weird circumstances, and on ordinary days where I'd just like to keep it all for me.

I'm not even going to pretend I will all the time. But I feel certain that I can. He was clear about how to do it: "Abide in me and let My words abide in you."

I think that was the difference. Taking in more of His word, even though not daily or anything, did fill my head with Truth about me, my family, and other people, instead of what I thought I knew. I think it's given me the strength to relax and love better.

It wasn't fast, because I'd been hitting a wall for a while, but it was a simple process. Get more of Him in me and the bad stuff just kind of falls out.

A Homemade Trellis

I didn't have a bean trellis, so I went looking for DIY ideas and came up with this:

(in the garden, ttv photo)

All you need is scissors, twine, 3 bamboo (or other) poles...

(365 Day 112 Photo)

and some grapevine or other bendable branches. I had a little bit of grapevine from recently pruning, so I just braided the pieces together.

We stuck the poles in the pot and tied them together at the top. Then we wound the braided vine around the bamboo, tying it to the poles here and there to hold it's spiral shape.

The twine, itself can be used as a support, like I did below.

So, there you have it, a way to get crafty with stuff you may already have and avoid the garden section at a "super center."

Check out this rebar trellis.

(homemade trellis, ttv photo)

He's a good helper.

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Mommies and Grandmommies

This was a good day.

(mother stuff, 365 Day 125 Photo)

Took a 365 of some things I inherited from my mother: this sweater, a macrame bag she made (yes, we had macrame owls perched on twigs too), and my hands, which look a lot like hers.

I know I got more than that from my mother, but often wish I had more of her gentleness.

Had her mother, Grandmommy,and Papaw over to celebrate with us.

This is what I love to do most in the world, just sit and talk and laugh together.

Then, they gave me a card with one of the greatest compliments I've ever gotten written inside: that I was one of the most dedicated mothers they've ever known.

I just didn't expect something like that.

I can't say how high a compliment that is, coming from two parents/ grandparents like them.
I have witnessed their dedication to their children by the way their daughter loved us and how they cared for her when she was sick.
They were there for each of their parents, visiting the nursing home daily, and they were SO there for my brother and me when our mom died.

Of course they're the truly dedicated ones, but I didn't want to argue on Mother's Day : ) Maybe I have more of my mother in me than I thought.

(This is the perspective I saw this sweater from most as a girl, right by her side.)

Friday, May 7, 2010

Dream Concentrate

This Fade to Black film has been my intro into the world of polaroid. (I'm not counting the joycam that I bought 10 years ago, then could never find film for) I've heard it's tricky and defective, etc. But I kind of like it that way.

It begins its journey to darkness as soon as it pops out of the camera and within a minute you've got the most accurate image you're going to get. (You can see the progression here. This one was taken just a few seconds after the first.)

(in 'Roid Week 2010)

But when I wait just a bit longer than I should, I get something that's not just subdued or murky, but like what you see when you come inside after being out in bright daylight. There's a dark, almost negative image of whatever you saw outside superimposed over everything.

Very dream-like.

It's like all the light and color of the time you were out is now concentrated and decomposing in the image in front of you, if that even makes sense.

You know, how you feel almost dizzy until your eyes adjust. This is especially true of some of the great photos I've seen on Flickr.

(in 'Roid Week 2010)

Anyway, that's what this film makes me think of.

I don't like these two. They were taken in the shade at midday. Taking creative photos at the "magic hour" in the evening is not always practical for me. Unless it's going to be in the parking lot of a dance or taekwondo studio. (I actually got a nice one that way.)

(365 Day 121 Photo)

Here, I waited til 6-ish, but it still lacks the depth of color I wanted.

I saturated more with iphoto on this one to see where I was wanting this to go.

It has been a neat little experimtent for me, with the top photos being my favorite from that pack. It is, however, a bit expensive for an every day experiment. We'll see. I may have to sell some soap to keep this habit going.