A circle of sorts, the old sawmill blade spinning as it chews through a log. this was taken at an old manual sawmill in the Missouri Ozarks… i spent an hour or so there on a cold February day with the snow spitting. it was a fascinating process to watch especially in these days of automation and computer guided machinery.
one man rolls the log over and lines it up using just his eyes and years of practice, starts up the saw and sends it through. men at the other end take whatever comes off and sort it into the right pile, sometimes manually shaving some bark off here and there.
it was really an interesting thing to watch, maybe some day i will visit them again.
Comic Con , i got to meet Dean Koontz, the writer of one of my series… The Odd Thomas Books
I remember this as a gate to be opened and closed if you wanted to go past our barn. More often than not it was just climbed over, unless we were hauling trash to the dump. Funny now that taking the trash out means rolling the bins to the street, it is a hated chore. I remember when we fought to load the truck and drive down the road. A passenger had to open the gate; no driver would ever stoop so low. Once there it was fun to throw the bags farthest down the hill into the family dump.
not very mind blowing, but nevertheless Looking Down… hmm maybe i should go back and do Stairs too… is that cheating?
anyway… this is a photo looking down the stairs in my house and hanging there on the railing is a quilt, my mom made that for my grandma and when we lost my grandma last year, my aunt sent the quilt back home with me to california. i knew as i unpacked it that it would be living there on my railing. i see a slightly modified version of this view from my office as i work each day, and on even the worst day i can look at that quilt and it connects me to so many family members, even though they are all far away in one way or another. some day if i have a bad enough day, it could even come off that rail to be wrapped around me, but so far just the thought of those hugs are enough. i don’t really have a lot of bad days 🙂
it is an extra bonus that the quilt is purple and teal. those are my favorite colors and the quilt my mom and i made for me as my first foray into quilting is also purple and teal. and as a parting thought, a picture of my grandma with her quilt, i love that face 🙂
fresh corn on the cob.. or at least it will be soon. i took this one in my mom’s garden a few years ago.
the bird of paradise. This is one of my favorite flowers… the former owners of our home were kind enough to plant quite a few of them. they are in the front yard, the back yard and even one right by the front door. the colors are so vibrant, they brighten my day every time i look at them.
this is not a great picture, it was taken with a cell phone a few years ago… i have been wearing my hair in a mohawk-esque cut for many years now, but i don’t actually ‘mohawk’ it except for halloween or other costume related reasons. while vacationing in missouri back in 2009 my niece thought it would be entertaining to french braid my hair. it caused much laughter and is one of my favorite family gathering memories.
distance. the distance between my parents and me… i live in california now, and they live where i grew up in missouri.. i love where i live, but hate how far i have to go to see my family. i need a star trek transporter, or something to close the gap
what an awesome resource, i often have trouble with the Depth of Field option specifically this will be very helpful in remembering which direction to change the settings to get the picture i want 🙂