Tuesday, January 20, 2015

INTERPRETATIONS...









I'm sure a lot of you have noticed that it is winter time, 
and to some that must seem like an understatement. 
 I hear news stories about large amounts of snow and rain 
happening around the world,
 as I sit in my own quiet corner 
while surrounded by sunshine, 
and I find it hard to believe.





Oh, sure, we have had some foggy mornings 
and we do light up our stoves
 as the late afternoon shadows settle in,
 but through it all, 
the sun perseveres with tenacity.




We are in a severe drought here 
and while we did have some rain a few weeks back,
 it certainly wasn't enough to satisfy.






The calender says it is winter
 but our eyes tell us differently. 
 Things are not as they seem. 
 Our gardens know it is time to take a well earned rest,
 and shut down the beauty they are known for.
  But, much like the reason a lady applies make-up
 before leaving her house,
 the gardens are unable to hide their drabness
 with a blanket of pristine snow.




This is winter,
 but not in it's true sense.
  Not as it should be.





Two of the dearest friends, 
and Barbara of 21 Rosemary Lane
 showed us some amazing photographs this past week. 
 June held back some beautiful and colorful flowers
 from her summer garden
 so that she might share and brighten these winter days now, 
and Barbara showed the amazing effects 
of her black and white photography.





Thanks to these two wonderful and talented ladies,
 my inspiration for this post 
is to take a small bit from each of them 
and turn it into something a little different
 that I hope you will enjoy.




A seed pod from a bright orange Chinese Lantern


These are a few shots of some of my summer photography
 that I have taken a small step beyond 
black and white. 
 I have changed each photograph
 to the point where they resemble an oil painting,
 in some instances,
 or pen and ink sketches 
in others, 
with the help of Picasa. 
 These are strictly my interpretations
 and I am making no claims 
that I'm a photographer
 with skills!




Tulips in a spring shower



A seed pod from milk weed.
"Some see this as a weed,
some see it as a wish."
Author Unknown



  
Our sweet Maggie



Sampling the last of summer's goodness



I learned the name 'pincushion' flower from my grandmother




A rose



 by any other



name



would smell as sweet




A white heron walking on tippy toes



An unfurling fern frond..say that three times fast




No rain, just sun




A plate sized hibiscus



On golden pond




A beautiful lily from a special birthday bouquet



A sign of a past springtime




Sister and Brother
Tami's twin cats




Could be Sister, could be Brother
Your guess is as good as mine



A fallen leaf with long ago rain drops




A sunny California poppy



A summer visitor, resting awhile



One of my summer favorites




And another 




Vinca, but I have always called it myrtle




A very clever ballerina




Bleeding Heart





June Bug, above

Our two adopted kitties

Lucy, below



Is she a movie star or what?



And last but not least,
 our beloved Buddy 
with something
 you never saw him without...


  

Floppy jowls
 and a dripping nose!



Turning your photographs into black and white images will amaze you.
  You will see bits and pieces of the subjects 
that you will never notice in its colorful state,
 a true meaning of
 things not being as they seem.




Thank you June and Barbara.
  These two women have the most beautiful blogs
 and their great talents show through in everything they do.
 I can only hope that a small amount
 could rub off 
on me.


...Judy...



Jake and his sidekick, Cooper
Gone fishin'

   

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Tuesday, January 13, 2015

WORDS FROM THE PAST...










This is an autograph book that belonged to my grandfather.
  It is full of fond remembrances from his high school friends from 1898.





My grandfather, John William Allred,
 aka Bill or Willie


That, in itself, is very special to me. 
 But beyond the obvious, there is a significance that sets my mind to wondering.
  What kind of human beings were these people? 
 Do the words that they write tell me anything about them?











With this comes a reminder of a history lesson.

One thing that stands out is their handwriting. 
 All the words written, no matter how many the individuals, are almost identical. 
 The sentiments may vary slightly
 but the form is precise
 and appears that each one was written with a magical pen 
that allows all final copies to turn out exactly the same. 
 Nothing like the scattered scratchings of some of the letters
 I've seen from my generation and beyond.

  The names, too, seem to have a different sense about them.
  Today, you might know an Oliver 
that wears his cap turned backwards 
and his pants at half-mast,
 and think nothing about that, 
but see a boy from another era,
 with the same name and he sounds, and looks, mysterious.




Post cards from long ago
 are also something that makes me wonder 
about the ones who sent them.







Post cards from way back 
usually portrayed a colorful and poignant scene on the front,
 and while that is what first catches the eye,
 don't lose track of what is written on the other side,
 as that is what tells the real story.
  Here again, the writing looks similar 
  but the messages are what holds the wonder.
  They are all short and to the point
 due to the space on the cards
 but what is the underlying
 meanings of the words?






Was this a night on the town
 ending in unexpected circumstances...






...or this, 
a marriage proposal gone bad?





Evidently, the crops in South Dakota 
in 1903 were good...






...but it was a bad year for crops
 in North Dakota in 1913.






A Christmas post card from way back
 still conveyed the similar season's greetings that are seen today 
but some of the hand written messages 
are just a bit more embellished...





...or, on the other hand,
 said as little as possible...






 Maybe, in case you haven't heard from your sister in a long time,
 you might have to sign your last name
 as well
 in case she can't 
remember who you are...











...and even though 
you are under the weather
 you can still find beauty in the world.





These are all so much fun to collect
 and while they are all unique
 in their own way,
 when it comes right down to it,
 they are not so different from today's letters or e-mails. 
 There is an underlying message
 from then to now 
that we all wish our friends and families
 the best that life has to offer, 
sent with love
 to one and all.


...Judy...







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