Photography

Photos from the South

More photos from South Carolina. The weather was mild, wet, and foggy. We walked daily, even in the drizzling rain, around the stables and gardens near my parents' house, and through the lush forest preserve. A couple photos show the old rice fields from the mid-19th century. 

My family at Christmas

For Christmas last week we visited my family in the South Carolina lowcountry. We had a nice time despite a couple members of the family being a bit ill. Cooking, walking, a jigsaw puzzle, watching classic Christmas movies together, playing with all the kitties, Dad's homemade cinnamon rolls, and more are a few of the things we enjoy doing during our visits. These photos are of my parents, sister, and husband. I have more photos to share from this trip, images from our daily walks. 

Now we're back home and it's very sunny here too this morning at a rather crisp three degrees. Burr! I hope you had a memorable time with your loved ones over the holidays and are looking forward to the new year. I know that I am certainly ready to begin afresh. Happy New Year to you from me.

A week ago

A week ago I began a new decade. I walked around on the afternoon of this day in the photos, pondering the newness ahead, or anticipating newness. Looking at the light on things with my head sideways. Like I would suddenly feel different. But I can't say I do feel different, at least not suddenly, and I think I'm glad about that. Because I am not just my age. No, I'm the kindergartener getting in trouble for standing on the table in my Wonder Woman costume, the girl who roller skated with my sister up and down the hall over and over, the new eighteen year old college freshman, the twenty-five year old grad student, and thirty year old walking downtown with my husband. Those birthdays and others blend together, and didn't they just all happen about five minutes ago? I mean, aren't we each still the different versions of ourselves in our minds? It's like our interior and exterior worlds don't necessarily always move in the same direction. Our physical selves age but we still think like our younger selves, but with a bit more wisdom. Maybe this blending is what helps us form our own unique perspective of the world? Or,,, perhaps I just haven't gotten enough sleep lately. I'm still catching up with the silly time change.

 

A hedgehog, a hobby horse, and a skeleton