44/365 Swing

"Never Too Old to Swing"

Between this being a long teaching day for me followed by singing for the Ash Wednesday service tonight and then having choir rehearsal afterward, I did not even pick up my camera today.  This is the first day of Capture Your 365 that I fell completely short.  I knew it would happen.  How fortuitous that this failing occurred on the first day of Lent - something else for which me to repent.

I posted this picture her back in early December when it was actually taken.  Since it fit today's prompt, I decided to use it as today's official Picture of the Day.  I would have taken it today if I could have.

43/365 Celebrate

"Girls just wanna have fun - Mardi Gras 2013

"I assume this makes me the designated driver?"

42/365 Entertain

"Juggling Life"

We did no entertaining today nor did I have the time to set up a shot to give the illusion that we were entertaining anyone.  I took a little different perspective on today's prompt.  Who isn't entertained by a juggler?  I certainly am.  And this picture sums up our day pretty well . . .juggling life to the best of our ability.

41/365 In the Garage

"The Pink Jokester"

Everybody has a pink flamingo in their garage, right?  Specifically, a pink wicker flamingo, right?  We're not weird or anything.  The weird people are the ones who let their pink flamingos hang out in their front yards, right?  At least ours is in the garage.

This pink flamingo, along with many other pink things, has become an icon of our remodeling process. She makes random appearances when a smile is necessary or when she is needed to help draw attention to something new that has been done or something old that has not been done around the house.  She has been know to hide in closets, around corners and behind doors.  Sometimes she carries a specific message and sometimes she just gives you a look, the kind of look that only a pink wicker flamingo with large black plastic eyes can give. 

Since New Years, she has been hiding out in the garage.  I suspect she did a little too much celebrating as part of ringing in the New Year.  Notice the red gas can at her feet.  No telling what she had in there!  She is a serious partying kind of girl.  When I was out visiting with her this afternoon, she was all excited about collecting Mardi Gras beads in preparation for letting the good times roll on Fat Tuesday.

The stories this girls could tell . . .

40/365 Through the Looking Glass

"Through the Looking Glass"

One of the goals of the is year's Capture Your 365 Project is to include a self-portrait each month.  Not to be too blunt, but I hate this.  You may remember my thoughts on this last month.  Well, it wasn't any easier this month.  When you are not one who is prone to looking decent in pictures even when a skilled photographer is taking them, it is highly unlikely that the results are going to be even marginally good when you are taking the photo yourself.  All I can say on this one is that I did it.  It involved bathroom mirrors, camera self-timers, crawling under the tripod and making sure the "good towels" were hanging.  (They are the ones that didn't stick out in the background.  I'm now free from such torture until March.  

39/365 More Than One

"life is good"

As is patently obvious, I was not inspired or creative today.  For the prompt "more than one" it is the more than one "life is good" coffee mugs that we use each day to drink our more than one cup of coffee.

38/365 Senses

"Inner Vision"

Just because a man lacks the use of his eyes 

doesn't mean he lacks vision."  - Stevie Wonder

Of all the senses, I'm not sure why I chose to photograph sight, the weakest of my own senses.  

I love food; taste would have been a fun capture.  With all of the noise makers in my world - dogs, cats, music - hearing would have been easy.  I thought about stopping at the store on my way home from school and buying flowers, particularly nice smelling flowers.  And touch, with all the yarn of differing textures that I have in my stash, would have been a breeze as well.  I chose none of these.

As I made my way home thinking about whether or not to stop for flowers, I was struck with the realization that I needed to photograph sight.  Perhaps this is because I had been reading a book about the photographer's vision during lunch earlier in the day.  Whatever the reason, I was drawn to photographing sight and I could not resist the pull.

As I think about this now, perhaps this image is the picture of acceptance.  Being legally blind is not really something that you overcome; it is something that you learn to accept, accept in a positive way.  Sure, there are lots of things that I can't do, but there are things that sighted people can't do either.  More importantly, there are lots of things that I can do.  Some of them I can even do competently. To accept any kind of disability, one has to learn that she herself must be the one to define her boundaries and limitations.  Not someone else.  Not society.  

She must have a vision for herself.

In the words of Helen Keller,

"It is a terrible thing to see and have no vision."