I invite you to swing over to my friend Christine’s blog, Quasi Agitato, to read my guest post entitled #Heaven in which I get to chat a bit about my #love of #Instagram and my favorite #s … Be sure to read some of her posts; absolutely brilliant!
By the way – I haven’t posted on here in a while. Sorry! That damn thing called “work” is getting in the way of so much fun stuff! Stay tuned though, I’ve got some edits I’m working on and lots of thoughts I’m ready to share.
xoxo
Christine
Someone asked me what I “want to do.” We were talking career stuff. It’s funny – there is so much one “can do” but if I had my druthers, I think I’d spend my time being a photojournalist, traveling the world documenting the fights, plights, drama, beauty, inspiration, and successes of people around the world. In a moment of quiet, I look from my window into the sky beyond and simply imagine…
I have traveled to and lived in many places: NYC, Madrid, Florida, New Jersey… Somehow I ended up here in this little town in coastal Delaware. I suppose it has been what we needed, my kids and I, when we needed it. But yet I find myself longing to experience more of the world. I dream of cities and countries, of waters and lands unknown to me.
I suppose this fantasy is rather impractical - kids, dogs, income, health insurance, et. al. But hell a girl has got to dream…
Crossing through my yard, I came upon this tinsy little nest. It reminded me of the delicacy still present in the world around us … if we take notice.
Yesterday was a gorgeous day. Paul and I spent the entire day outside, walking the boardwalk (and me hoping for some good people watching!), going to the park, having ice cream, and checking out one of our favorite marinas. Seems the parking lot serves as their dry dock during off season. Odd. Can’t wait for the weather to warm up and get out on the water…
On my way out of the Hotel Rodney in downtown Lewes, Delaware the other day, I walked by these flowers planted along the base of the mirror in the hall. They were so pretty. And I liked the continuous reflection of the flowers in the mirror. Post processing was tough only because there were so many enhancements I liked, finally I decided on this…
I just love this cow – well he’s not a cow he’s a bull. And he lives at a local market. He is sweet and gentle. I think he could use more space to roam but he gets plenty of visitors, giving him lots of head scratching and is well cared for. Each day I drive by this market and a couple of local dairy and livestock farms. I think of this sweet guy and all those gentle creatures. So I have given up on eating beef (or lamb for that matter!). I am not a “vegetarian” but I just can’t get this face out of my head.
On occasion I’m stuck inside: weather, kids, working at home, boredom, comfort, solice, peace, chores … whatever. Just a few shots as of late from times when I’ve been stuck inside.
PS – that bike is waiting to come off the wall until the weather is sure to be nicer more consistently. I am not a cold and/or rainy weather rider!
For some reason I have an affinity for cemeteries. I relish in the simple beauty of the headstones, the often asymmetry of their placement, the history, the love, the loss. They are peaceful and simple. Perhaps they remind me of times long ago – I am not sure. These are images I captured on my phone while on a walk with my son and our lil lazy pugs. 
My first tattoo was a tiny dolphin I got more than 20 years ago. My two sisters and I got the same one; my Dad drew the picture. It was a sister bonding thing. Fast forward to 2008, when my daughter was 8 years old and we had some literally near death experiences with her, that I knew what my next tattoo would be – the symbolism, the words, the meaning of it all was clear. The story began on my arm: plum blossom; two sparrows; a chop by CHI PAI SHIH. Then it grew and grew. My life. It’s message. My failures. My triumphs. My children. My love. My passion. My resiliency. So there is my self portrait – in ink.
Just a QuickPress in the AM. This trying to balance work, a relationship, Mom-dom of two, dogs, house, AND my love and yearning for photography is for the birds. Alas I am happy. I have that “feeling” – you know “that” feeling – that something is going to give. I can’t really explain it but I have that feeling there is more for me out there in the world. I’m not talking greatness or anything. I am far from being able to achieve that (if you knew me…). But there is something I am meant for or to be doing (yea crazy I know like I need to be doing more than I am now!).
So you – yea you out there – ever have that feeling? What came of it?
