My throw-back Thursday image is one that I really love. It makes me a little homesick for the desert and the Catalina Mountains I saw every day. I think I took them for granted. Sorry!
When I first got my Nikon camera, I played a lot with settings and this image is one that came out pretty good, I think. The sun was starting to set on the mountains and peering through the storm clouds that were gathering for a summer rain that evening.
We called this place the cactus ranch because it was eight acres of cactus; all shapes, sizes and varieties. But even cactus has it’s own beauty.
Many branches; one tree. Would you agree that this describes humanity? Aren’t we all connected? I have to believe we are.
I took this photo while outside waiting for Daisy to do her business. (Either hubby or I go out with her when it’s dark because there’s been a raccoon roaming around the neighborhood lately, and we don’t want any confrontations).
When I uploaded this to my computer, it revealed the numerous branches, large and small, standing in the light … all connected to the same source. Just like us.
My daughter spends her days off from work exploring the Oregon coast. Today’s image is one she took near Cape Meares. I took the liberty of putting some mystical touches on it using Pixlr (which by now should be obvious that I am having fun using).
She told me that this place, among many along the coast, gives her peace and a respite from this crazy world we find ourselves in these days. We both hope you enjoy this image and that it gives you a feeling of peace, too. Namaste’
Hello, beach fans! This image was taken right before the rain was rolling in. My daughter and my dog were frolicking on the beach at Pacific City, Oregon. I just love that place. I plan to spend much more time there with my “girls”
This is my daughter and my dog, Daisy, running on the beach at Pacific City, Oregon. It was the first time Daisy had ever experienced the ocean. She didn’t know quite what to make of it but soon adapted to running freely. It was amazing to watch. But what was even more amazing that I noticed when I uploaded this image is the look on Michele’s face. Free to just “be.”
The ocean has a way of calling to us, beckoning us to give our cares and worries over to it. I did … and I plan to go there often to just “be.” Namaste’
I’m ending this black and white challenge with an image I took at Alcatraz. When I look at this, I think of all the inmates who spent their lives there and many died there. I thank God that I never made choices that would put me in a place like this. Can you imagine looking out at the city of San Francisco and the Bay and not being able to enjoy it? Namaste’
I borrowed the black and white challenge from a fellow blogger who also lives in Central Oregon and this is my first installment of a week-long fulfillment.
Last November we had our first giant snowfall and this is what we saw when we opened the garage door after 2 1/2 days of the white stuff. Wonder what she was thinking after being born and raised in the desert? Feel free to add your comments. Would love to hear what you think! Namaste’
Having never lived in the Northwest before, I’m not quite used to dodging falling pine cones from our very tall Ponderosa Pines. This little gem came raining down and nearly whacked me on the head. So of course I had to photograph it. I wonder if I could sell these to my friends who live in Arizona. Now excuse me while I search for my umbrella. Namaste’
We’ve been blessed lately with lots of sunshine. Yay! When I was out basking in it the other day, I looked up on the hill from our back yard and noticed how the sunlight was illuminating the “house on the hill” as I like to call it. So I decided to take advantage of the late afternoon light. (You know me … I love light). Little did I know as I zoomed out to get the shot close up that the residents were outside. I was just trying to focus without shaking the camera. I didn’t think I’d have enough time to run in the house and grab my tripod before the moment faded.
It looks to me like this couple were making the best of the sunshine, too. He probably getting the grill ready for their meal and she mixing up the cocktails. I wish they would have invited me 🙂 I would have gladly brought a nice salad. (Click the image to enlarge) Namaste’
Last Fall hubby and I moved from a large city of almost a million people to a town of only 2038. Well, make that 2040 now that we’re here. Both environments have their advantages and drawbacks, but I’ve learned that no matter where I live, I must bloom where I’m planted. My trusty cameras have helped me to do that.
Just the other day I finally got the time to photograph the Whychus Creek bridge in our quaint little town. The creek provides that serene feeling that moving water always gives me. And the bridge reminds me that we all must cross bridges in our lives, even if they’re metaphors.
My Mom always warned me about burning bridges. I hope I’ve listened well, Mom. Namaste’