Moon Watch

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.

 

While Strolling

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!

Reflecting Words

 

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.

 

 

 

 

Sea Change

“Sea change is an English idiomatic expression which denotes a substantial change in perspective, especially one which affects a group or society at large, on a particular issue.”– Wikipedia
When we were in Newport Beach at the end of February, we were already aware of the likelihood of the pandemic- and I look back at my photos and can’t help but see that awareness in the photos I took.  Revisiting those photos, the phrase, SEA CHANGE, entered my mind. The world transformed so much in the weeks following our visit- as if undergoing a “sea change.” I used this photo sequence of a wave cresting and crashing for our final assignment (a triptych) in my photo group.

Iris Disco

Our yellow iris bloomed Mother’s Day weekend. When I photographed these swaying in the late afternoon winds, the sun shining on the bushes in the background created colored bokeh, reminding me of a disco ball (or Christmas lights).