Monday, November 24, 2014

328/365-2 Thanks for Enough to Share

"Tea For As Many As There Are Cups"

We are beginning the overwhelming task of figuring out what to keep and what to find new homes for  at my dad's house.  Actually, it was my grandparents house and much of what is here belonged to them rather than my parents.

My girls want these tea cups that belonged to their great grandmother.  There are enough of them to share and both girls still have plenty.  The cups have a few different patterns, all of them pretty and colorful.  As I was photographing the cups and thinking about my girls having them, having "enough to share" is not really about the cups themselves, but the fact that they represent hospitality.  My hope is that my girls will always be willing to open their hearts and homes to others, to share the literal and figurative cup of tea with as many people as their are cups.

I chose to process this without color to take some of the focus off of the beauty of the cups themselves.  Perhaps I am being a little too introspective with my photos right now.

327/365-2 Thanks for Unfamiliar Places

"Road to..."

We are back in Delaware for the week.  It will be strange not to be at home for Thanksgiving, but we needed to make a trip back east and this worked out to be the best time.

I took a walk down the road in the late afternoon.  I have been walking on this road almost all my life yet it is beginning to feel a bit unfamiliar.  On "our' end of the road, the houses date from the late 1800's.  Now there is all kinds of new construction going on further down.  Needless to say it is a little shocking to move from the colonial period to the 21st century in just a few steps.  I don't know why this seems so strange to me when I saw this very thing all over Europe - Gothic Cathedrals next to modern buildings.  Maybe my uneasiness is because this was at one time a very familiar place and now it is not so much.

326/365-2 Give Thanks for a Dramatic Sky


There were no dramatic skies in Texas on Saturday.  It was gray, rainy, and just plain yucky.  The only dramatic anything in our world this day was the blooming amaryllis.