Reaching way back to May of 2014 once more for a rodeo photo. . .
I will never forget this young rider and his horse racing around the ring, going faster and faster as the national anthem was playing- a heart-swelling patriotic tribute.
I know this looks like a simple edit- but there was a fence between me and the scene. I worked three days to remove it in Photoshop- definitely an exercise in patience! I am using it for this month’s photo club challenge- “As American as. . .”
Thinking back to our beach walks in February- I spotted this little still life at my feet one day.
We have a large Russian Sage plant at the end of our driveway- and every summer, this means BEES!
Yes, I’ve gone back 6 years to find a photo for today! This was one of my most favorite photography days- being with family, staying at Yellowstone- and seeing my first rodeo since I was a very little girl! I haven’t been to a rodeo since then, even living in Prescott where rodeo is BIG. So here’s one of my 2014 rodeo shots in a 2020 painterly style:
More backyard photography! My new rosebushes and digital frames are making me happy despite all the Covid worries!
To give ourselves something to focus on beside the virus, we planted six rosebushes this year. I can see them out the kitchen window, and they cheer me up! I have always loved roses (doesn’t everyone?), but I have never wanted them in my yard until now. Good timing.
I confess I haven’t spent much time on photography since this whole thing started. But thank God for birds! I’ve been emerging from my office lately to sit in the yard with my camera and watch the goings-on. We’ve noticed less bird activity than I can remember from previous summers here (despite feeders and fountain), but I was happy to see that the mourning doves are back. So today’s bird portrait is of one of those quiet beauties.
Goldfinch- stopping for a drink in the late afternoon light
Since I’ve lived here, I’ve had fun taking photos of Bill, the statue atop the Elks Theatre in town. A few weeks ago, we were walking on a street behind and uphill from the theatre when I spotted Bill. It was sunset, and the angle of my shot had Bill silhouetted atop Granite Mountain in the background- as if Bill was in the wild. I darkened the already dark foreground to eliminate the lines of the building- and then went wild with textures. Not my usual colors and style- but it does have part of a circle. Pandemic Photoshop Play. . .
I’ve always been in love with little bokeh circles (created by shooting into the light with a large lens aperture)- and still am! I recently glanced at my instagram gallery and noticed how many photos have curves or circles in them. An insight into my soul! Hmmmm…..
I always admire the streetside planting along one particular sidewalk near downtown. Every summer there is a wonderful collection of flowers blooming- and this year I took some photos.
I’m reaching back into the archives for another beach photo. This one is from our 2018 trip to Homer, Alaska. Really sad to miss seeing our Alaska family this summer. . .
Another trip to my photo archives- a fun edit of a barrel cactus.
Another photo for my AAUW photo group- this time a barrel cactus!
The assignment for my AAUW photo group this month is Arizona rocks, trees, and plants. I’m reaching back to February for this one- a view from the top of Airport Road in Sedona.
Each day is a new day. Happy Tuesday, everyone!
Reflections in water are often prettier than what is being reflected. Does that make sense?
From a late afternoon visit to Watson Lake.
Time spent gazing at the night sky can be as calming as watching the rhythm of ocean waves. Last night I went outside for a half hour or so before the International Space Station was due to fly over and spent time looking at the moon as it appeared and disappeared behind fast moving clouds.
And then we watched the space station as it made its arc over our driveway- looking like a bright star zooming across the night sky. A few moments of excitement on that dark night.
I missed blackout Tuesday- I hadn’t realized it was happening until late yesterday. But I add my voice to those crying for justice for all Black Americans. These are dark times- but I have hope for better days ahead.
A rose for today.
After last night’s dinner, we drove downtown, parked and took a short walk through an older neighborhood. As we strolled along, we couldn’t help but notice the beautiful flowers in many gardens. The sun was starting to set, so I took a few shots in the pretty light. A nice way to spend an hour!
Beaches are open, but not for us cautious types. This is from last March’s visit to Newport.
Another shot of our irises- this time a group of three in black and white.
I’ve posted photos of this book of sermons by my great-grandfather, Rev. Andrew J. Mowatt, previously here, but yesterday I took a few more for a photo assignment for my AAUW photography group. I’ve learned a lot about Rev. Mowatt since my original post, including the fact that he authored at least FOUR books based on his sermons. This particular book was based on sermons he delivered at St. Paul’s Presbyterian Church in Fredericton, New Brunswick.
Andrew J. Mowatt was the son of the immigrant Thomas Mowatt whom I wrote about a week or so ago.
A blast from the past (ok, 2019) when we visited Petaluma. It had just rained, and we spent some time walking around the downtown area near where we were staying. Petaluma is such a great town!