I'm at that point in Blog-world where my photos are a couple steps ahead of my mind and my written thoughts....it happens. Did I mention that I missed writing while I was unplugged for a few days? How silly is that? "Oh blog, I'm so glad to see you. I missed you." I guess what I'm trying to say is there's a back log in the ol' mind, photo, blog connection due to me taking a few days away....it's ok, I'm just in catch-up mode this evening. Should my mind wander, as it often likes to do, I'll be able to blame the disjointedness on my mini vaca. Always good to keep a scapegoat handy.
My last post was about my fun weekend with friends. I must confess however, at this early point in my photography life, I don't consider myself a photographer of people. I hope I did them some justice in those quick here and there shots. I like to take pictures of things....maybe because they don't move and I can take my time before I click the button and commit to the shot. So while I took a few photos of my wonderful friends and our silly escapades.....I took another 4 to 5 hundred photos of non-animate objects and they are what I've whittled down to a few favorites that must get posted before my anal-retentive, yet still somewhat creative self, goes nuts. Ya feelin' me on this one?
These were inanimate feet, so the photo worked for me. Is this not the picture of leisure? Jealous.....
Lobster crates. Something about their colorful alignment appealed to me right away.
While my cottage was full of dozing friends, Tula and I crept out for an early morning walk in the woods....this old stump dangling between terra firma and no terra at all I found intriguing. I'm inclined to think I often know exactly what it feels like to be this stump.
Views, views, views, views....ain't it great when they're everywhere? Makes one appear to have an exceptional eye. Thank you blessed spirit for making me look good.
Garlic over at Heidi's farm stand. She displays everything so beautifully....great for the artists....hope the chefs and grocery shoppers are equally gratified and moved to buy stuff rather than just admire and photograph its loveliness.
I don't know what you'd call this sweet little summer porch....I guess sweet little summer porch. I had to stomp on the brakes and pull over and take 7 zillion photos of it. There were 2 homes in proximity but no one around. A screened in oasis overlooking a tidal cove with glowing sunset views. Where were the people? It would have been a perfect evening for them to sit, glass of wine in hand, and take in the show without being bothered by pesky mosquitos.
OK, right now confessing to a little water lily addiction....can't help it. This one was extra special and I love the reflection I caught in the dark water (yay me).
Was it Carl Sandburg who wrote a poem about fog creeping in on cat's velvet paws or am I just imagining that I can actually remember part of a poem I once read? Can I get a witness? Or a correction?
"Oh that's all water under the bridge..." Yup; and there's no sign that it's stopping.
There's been a mouse or two visiting the cottage this summer. If my Mom didn't leave out these cute little chairs, they might go someplace that wasn't so inviting. Stuart Little would be all over this.
Another one of Tula and my early morning finds. See what you miss when you sleep in?
If you're still reading along, you're an awfully nice blog viewer. I'm almost done, really I am. I can't tell if this picture is good or kind of misses the mark. It felt pretty when I took it....does that count?
Love, love, love this one. I think it's my favorite of the whole weekend.....it may even be suitable for framing.
Here's the same purple plant with a million dollar view for a backdrop. Well, maybe half a million....it's a tough real estate market these days.
I was thinking it was another Andrew Wyeth-esque moment when I took this one. Good thing you can't see the rest of the house...I shall reserve comment about that. :)
From the sweet little screened in porch one could see this kayak glowing in the setting sun. How glorious the summer is when you live in Maine.
Thank you for visiting my blog and checking my latest post. I feel so much better now that my mind, photos, and blog are once again connected and up to date. Stop in again sometime...I always enjoy and appreciate a visit.