If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too: If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies, Or being hated don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise; If you can dream – and not make dreams your master; If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim, If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same:. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build’em up with worn-out tools; If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings, And never breathe …
A simple, childlike faith in a Divine Friend solves all the problems that come to us by land or sea. -Helen Keller We had some awesome cloud formations yesterday so I finally dusted off my camera and got a few new shots of the sky.
A few things happened today that really moved me, but I’m only going to talk about one for now. Tonight was the meeting that I co-secretary for, and it turned out to be a pretty emotional meeting. There’s something that I’ve been wanting to talk about, but I was never sure if the time was right, or if bringing it up was even the right thing to do. Tonight I got the answer (and permission). I’ve mentioned before that I have three grandsons. A photo of my oldest grandson (who is eight) is here in the blog, buried back in an old post. I have far fewer photos of him than I do of the other two, because I don’t see him that often. He lives with his mother and grandparents, and his father (my son) is now married and has the two younger boys. His mother is a recovering heroin/meth addict. I was in my four years sober without a program phase when I met her over eight years ago, and she had just gotten clean at the time. I …
You’ll miss the best things if you keep your eyes shut. Dr. Seuss
The creative adult is the child who survived.
Do not wish to be anything but what you are, and try to do that perfectly. St. Frances de Sales This just happened today while we were walking to the park (my five year old grandson). He’s funny. After looking, he had a funny look on his face, and wanted to know why it was so dark. I DO have a tendency to darken photos a lot. I love deep contrasts, shadows, and vignettes. After I captured him in this photo-making a wish- he politely suggested that I “keep it light.” Anyway, I thought it was funny that a five year old paid attention to things like that. Something I’ll have to work on this year I guess. Keeping it light. 🙂
Well, I’ve been thinking again. I’m seriously considering the idea of writing (and doing photography) professionally. I never HAVE pursued my dreams in life, except for my business. But that’s because I already knew HOW to do it, and it paid the bills. It was convenient. Plus I was confident that it would work—so I kind of made it my dream—but I never LOVED it. I guess you could say I’m on the verge of a new pursuit! But it’s a good one this time. It’s not about a destination either, it’s about following a dream and just doing it! Next on the agenda: Game plan. Stay encouraged! (My middle grandson is featured in my photo today)
I took this photograph on the way to Tennessee; at Cadillac Ranch. I found the place on google when I was searching for things to do on the long ride across the country. It’s worth seeing—if you happen to be passing through Texas and haven’t been there before. What’s funny is that I really wanted to do a travel blog when we took that trip, but I never did it. I didn’t feel like spending time on the computer after doing all of the driving and having so little time to visit the sights. Anyway, I had some fun with this one in both color and black and white.