262/365-2 Where I Stand September

"September Where We Stand"

We bought these orange and blue terra cotta boot planters on a ridiculous sale last weekend.  What we didn't buy yet is anything to plant in them.  I had hoped that we might get that done this weekend, but it didn't happen.  So, for now, the empty boot sit on the porch waiting.  So that they wouldn't feel totally neglected, I decided to use them in the September "Where I Stand" photo that was supposed to be taken with others.  

The boots really are super cute, but the photo of our feet with them was really boring.  I decided to play with some editing apps to see if I could make it a little more interesting.

Obviously I didn't find it terribly interesting since I forgot to post this on Friday:-)

264/365-2 Hold On

'The Cat and the Guy Without His Hat"

Frankie is an indoor cat.  She is OK with that except when we and the dogs are all outside and she is inside alone.  She never tries to escape to the outside, but she is always happy when someone carries her out and provides a lap from which she can enjoy the sounds, scents and sights of the great outdoors.  Today her daddy took her out and they both seemed to be fascinated by the wonders of mother nature.

I don't know what they found to look at, but I love their upward staring big blue eyes and fuzzy white chins.

263/365-2 Reflection

"A Spoonful of..."

Well, I could have, should have done a little better job of photographing a reflection, but yesterday got away from me and this is the best I could do at 10 pm.  

261/365-2 Between

"Between Notes"

I am thankful that I have a job that I love and that allows me to make music every day, but I have to admit that by this time in the week, I am most appreciative of the pauses between the notes.

260/365-2 Circles

"Circles"

259/365-2 The Eyes Have It

'Eyes on the Internet"

258/365-2 Changes

"Huddle"

There is not much around here that looks like the changing seasons.  I wandered around looking for something, anything that gave even the smallest hint of fall.  I stumbled upon this fallen crisp brown huddle of oak leaves.  There was something so beautiful about the way the evening sun was shining through them.  No matter how hard I tried, I could not get the camera to see the same thing that I saw.  (I know, stupid statement coming from a blind person.)  I changed camera settings and my point of view several times, but I could not make it happen.  This is not the picture that I remember.  I came to the conclusion that some images are meant to preserved only in our minds and memories.