Sunday, August 31, 2008
This is a bloom from a tall and gangly weed that grows all around the hedgerows and borders of the woods here in Southeastern Pennsylvania. It's called Jewel Weed and the little flowers on this plant fill with water when it rains gently. Can you see I surprised a tiny bee inside?
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Saturday, August 30, 2008
Friday, August 29, 2008
I didn't have my 'real' camera with me today, but I happened to have the little Sony Cybershot point & shoot that belongs to the school where I'm employed. As I was driving home from work, I happened to glance to my left and saw this view that I thought was quite nice. Luckily no one was behind me, so I rolled down the window and grabbed a quick pic.
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Thursday, August 28, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
I'm not sure what kind of perennial these clumps of grasses are, but they recently started shooting up these pretty little lavender-colored flowers. I tried looking them up online, but couldn't find anything. Anyone know what sort of plant this is?
Oh, and it really wasn't blowing. It just looks that way.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
I'm so lazy sometimes. I use actions way too much. But they give me the results I'm looking for in less than half the time. And someday, maybe I'll be able to figure out Photoshop. But until I do, I'll tell you what I used on these lovely little white phlox: Totally Rad's Super Fun Happy, lowering the opacity and then PW's Lovely and Ethereal. It was exactly what I wanted. Ok. Now I'm talking too much.
Monday, August 25, 2008
The original to this one is post on my regular blog today. For this shot, I first used a vintage action in Photoshop, doubled up with a fresh and colorful action, both from Pioneer Woman's free action set. Then I used the watercolor filter, doubled up with the paint daub filter. It was a doubly delicious day, if I must say so. And I must.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
These are the stairs we climbed to get to the roof at my son's apartment in New York City. We only took one flight and it was like climbing up tiny steps in a lighthouse. When I looked down at this view, I was treated with this surprise! We were on the 16th floor.
Friday, August 22, 2008
Not a lush country scene this week. Here's a shot I took in New York City last weekend when I went up to visit my son.
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Thursday, August 21, 2008
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
I was looking through my picture files and came upon this one that I'd taken in June during my trip to Jim Thorpe, PA with my friend, Karen. We had breakfast at this restaurant and I remember it being one of the best breakfasts I've ever had. And it wasn't just because an older gentleman was sitting at a table nearby and flirting shamelessly with us.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
A female cardinal waits patiently for her turn at one of the bird feeders on the Dogwood tree in our front yard. I spent the afternoon with a glass of chardonnay, my camera and a book as it's the last Monday I have off this summer. Regular school hours start this week.
Oh, and let's keep the chardonnay thing to ourselves, shall we?
Monday, August 18, 2008
Gravestones dating from pre-Revolutionary War in Trinity Church Cemetery, New York City. I found this place fascinating, and so lovingly cared-for. I plan on posting soon about my visit to the Big City on the regular blog.
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Here's a photo of my niece looking lovely on a summer afternoon. Too bad about the cars in the background but my Element was clamoring to be in a picture.
And now I'll have this Springsteen song running through my head all night.
And the girls in their summer clothes
In the cool of the evening light
The girls in their summer clothes
Pass me by
Immature pine cone from one of the Norway Spruce trees in the yard. I found a lot of these on the ground this morning after that big storm that came through last week. They are very tiny, about half the size of your pinky finger.
Friday, August 15, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Now, what is going on here, I ask you?
George and I came upon the two resident farm cows up by the dead tree at twilight. They looked like they were up to something. Frankly, I think they were just scratching themselves on the lovely assortment of wood.
I mean, this is about as exciting as it gets around here. Cows scratching themselves on wood? Oi vey.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn,
The sheep's in the meadow,
The cow's in the corn.
Where is the boy who looks after the sheep?
He's under the haystack fast asleep.
When I was a young mother, I read to my boys every night and sang them a medly of songs that included this melody.
The best thing you can spend on your children? Your time.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Yes, this is different. I like to try new things and have recently joined Paintbox Pictures. There's an icon to visit this site over on the right side of this blog.
I achieved this look in Photoshop CS2, using the watercolor filter, followed by the paint daub filter, adjusting the brush strokes until I liked how they looked.
I'm not sure how it will go over with regular readers of this blog, but then I reminded myself that this is my blog and I can do what I want. Ok. I feel better now.
Monday, August 11, 2008
Is it time to face the change yet? There's a hint of autumn in the air and on the forest floor, as evidenced in this leaf.
Don't get me wrong, for I enjoy summer. But autumn is a season I welcome. I just don't want it come TOO soon!
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Saturday, August 9, 2008
I took this with my regular lens during my morning walk with George. Normally, I don't walk through the meadow, but it was the quickest way to the pond. Now that I'm home and my shoes are soaked, I'd like to wish you a wonderful Saturday.
Friday, August 8, 2008
you are the one.
(sing along with me here . . .)
Only you beneath the moon or under the sun
Whether near to me, or far
It's no matter darling where you are
I think of you
Day and night, night and day.
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Thursday, August 7, 2008
I have no idea what type of portulaca this is. I thought maybe Summer Joy, but with its beautiful orange center, I'm not so sure. I found the plant on the front porch when we moved in. It was looking pretty scraggly, so I gave it some water. Portulaca is very drought resistant, you know. I felt sorry for it, so I kept it and it's now fraternizing with my other plants out on the front porch. You should hear them at night out there, whooping it up!
Also, while looking up the Donovan lyrics for the title post (not that I needed to, mind you), I came across this cute little blogger who has an Etsy shop. I'm all about the sharing.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
I found this moth having a little rest on our front lawn after George and I returned from the evening walk. I ran inside to get the camera and was surprised to find the moth still outside in the same position. I stroked it to make sure it wasn't dead and it was very soft. And quite alive, just moving a little slow.
Monday, August 4, 2008
When I was a very young child, I ate some wild mushrooms that looked just like this. They were growing in the shade in our front yard in Broomall, PA. This is a true story. I remember our pediatrician being called and than having to drink something awful and then, well let's not go there. Maybe that's what happened to me. I wonder sometimes . . .
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Saturday, August 2, 2008
I saw this little katydid sitting on an empty pot in the yard. I don't know if any of you know this, but my nickname as a child was Katy. When I was 21, I changed it to Kate because it sounded more grown up and sophisticated to me. But my family and close friends still call me Katy.
I don't know which I like more now.
Friday, August 1, 2008
"You talkin' to me, dog?
I say, are YOU TALKIN' TO ME?"
Quick now, I know you can all name the movie in which these lines are spoken.
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