|"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week in 2013"|
Henri: lumbered ahead as we explored the snow puddles about our block.
Pip: gives us a show for camera. Next best thing to a dog is a boy's scooter. Pip doesn't leave the house without it.
First thing, I'd like to thank you all for the suggestions pertaining to my photo concern last week. I'll be working with Lightroom soon! Also, I'm considering a camera upgrade in the near future. I'm currently shooting with a Cannon G12. Any nominations?
Now! It was the best of times, this week. !!! We coasted through, whilst sending my cleansing energy into progressive action: organizing... re-organizing! Crossing out to-do lists, hosting play dates for the wee young and restless, finishing up of a book that's been collecting dust at my bedside; all gave an exhilarated sense of accomplishment. Not to mention, the lemonade extension of my cleanse is over TODAY!!!! I now have a refreshed appreciation for food.
The short but sweet flurry of snow yesterday morning then again in the late afternoon, had us all over the moon! I missed shots of the morning snow due to my bashing of an Estate Party (clearing throat) Sale! I totally scored some fun, mid century treasures at a storybook property, but a 20 minute drive outside the Chattanooga Burbs, into North Georgia. I'll post pictures, as soon as these new additions find a place here at home.
Winter isn't over yet....what a thrill to have another fuss of snow before spring arrives! Here in the valley, snow that sticks is of rare variety. We had a good 1/4 inch on the ground until the early afternoon sun appeared. You can see, if you look closely, the scatter of afternoon flakes in the shots of Harvey and Pip. I know, funny how I go on. You see....
Growing up in Alabama, December through February is brown and evergreen speckled. Ice skating on lakes, igloos and sledding are but 2D aliens to me. The closest thing here we have to sledding is sliding down grassy knolls on cardboard at a Renaissance Park across the river. Which is SO FUN! I bought a handmade corncob pipe at the Appalachian Center for Crafts last month in someday hopes to give a snowman in my own front yard.
2 years ago Chattanooga's Christmas morning was met with the wed of magic and snow that even the weathermen hadn't predicted! The day was given a stunning, white carpet bed for us all to rest in. Hence the children have been hard convinced that Christmas was really here if there wasn't snow icing the rooftops! No amount of homemade cinnamon rolls or stuffed stockings can compete.
Have a beautiful week with fresh ideas and moments to listen to drips of icicles... if that's what your neck of woods may hold!