Wednesday, June 24, 2009

June 24, 2009




Chinese Food, not just for eating. :)

June 23, 2009





With this image I was working with my +10 macro lens. Gotta love M&M's.

June 22, 2009




I recently hurt my back (yes,again) and have been unable to move around as freely as I'd like to for my daily photos, so I've been working on technique more than subject.

These are a few photo clip holder things that my sister, Kate made for my daughter, Kalea. We've had them for months and this is the first time I've been in need to take a photo of them. They're cute. I like them. :)

Sunday, June 21, 2009

June 20, 2009




Little Miss Mischievous.

Beautiful Little Devil.

June 21, 2009




Kalea spent a lazy Father's Day morning snuggling with her Daddy.

Priceless.

June 19, 2009




Gourmet Candy Corn. Cotton Candy Flavor.

Macro photo.

June 18, 2009

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

June 17, 2009



The typical day for me. :) Though not so typical since I paid off ALL MY DEBT! :) Go me!

June 16, 2009



Kalandra Katheryn enjoying the lessons taught with "Shish" crackers and milk. :)

Sunday, June 14, 2009

June 14, 2009




To get this image today was a real adventure. There are stories about this place and none of them are good. The place is called Witch's Pond and (the pond is actually a little before this) this is a Jesuit Alter that is dedicated to the Spanish Catholic Missionaries who came over in the late 1500s and tried to convert the Native Americans.

It didn't work. The missionaries were all slaughtered.

Now the stories you hear don't cover the missionaries because, well, it's not nearly as cool as say; the lake being haunted by a witch who was killed and thrown into it and now every spring she haunts the area and turns the pond red with her blood.

Or the fact that the alter really isn't an alter but a sacrificial table with latin inscriptions that was used in the 1700s.

Either way, regardless of the stories it was still and adventure. I had to climb a gate, hike through mud (while in sandals mind you), getting attacked by flying bugs and ticks (cue Brad Paisley song, "Ticks")and wading through grass that came to my thighs.

Along with this alter there is a small cemetery filled with several generations of the original missionaries. The headstones are dilapidated and falling over. Some are so old and worn you can't even read the inscriptions. I tried.

FYI: The "Alter" was dedicated in 1935. :) Obviously it wasn't being used for sacrifices in the 1700s.

I plan on making one more trip out there in the near future and do some grave rubbings. Hopefully my luck will hold out and I won't get arrested for trespassing then either. :)

June 13, 2009




This is Queen Raynah. My owner. :)

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

June 10, 2009




The "Terry-fying Terry-ist" on hold yet again with the PMC. Got to love hold.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

June 9, 2009



Some days I really needed another me to help raise my daughter. :)

Sunday, June 7, 2009

June 7, 2009

Today's image was created with the memory of my son in mind. Though it doesn't deal with him directly, in a symbolic way it deals with my hopes and beliefs of what life might be like on the other side.




Five years ago today my son was born, and simultaneously left this world for a better place.

Five years ago today, my world crumbled around me and I lost a part of myself.

Five years ago today, I realized who my true friends are, and started to realize what was truly important.

So, I want to take a moment to write a letter, to share a letter to my son. He may not be here, and will never get to read it, but maybe he's watching down on me and knows how I feel.




Dearest Gavin,

Today you'd be turning five. You'd be a big boy now and starting school in the fall. You'd be brave and loving, happy and inquisitive. You'd love your sister and would be teaching her all that you've learned- all that you know, being the older brother.

Today you'd be five and instead of singing happy birthday to you and watching you blow out the candles, Momma lit a candle and let it burn for you all day.

I never forget you, though everyday I try to not focus on the place in my life that is empty, hallow without you in it. I try to be happy and live each day to the fullest, because even for the short amount of time you were in my life you made a difference and I don't want to waste that joy.

Your sister is getting so big, and I talk about you to her. I tell her that you're in a better place watching over her and I like to think that she met you before she was born. She is beautiful and loving and good. I know you'd be proud of her and of how smart she is. Though, I'm sure you would teach her a thing or two.

Even though you're not here today, I love you and I will always love you. I will never forget the beautiful baby boy who first opened my heart to never ending love. I will never forget that you were beautiful and pure and that even though you couldn't stay here that I know you were important and that you made the biggest difference in my life.

I will love you forever, I will celebrate each year on your birthday and remember your soul and that it was too sweet and pure to remain long in the world.

Your sister will grow up knowing of you, because you are still and will always be her big brother--even though she'll never meet you.

I will make sure she knows, as I know, that you're always here. Watching over us.

Happy Birthday Baby Boy,

Love,

Momma

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

June 2, 2009



This image was originally called "Contemplation Triad" but after deliberation I've changed the name to "Me, Myself, and I". :)

June 1, 2009