Inspired by my niece and sister, I've decided to take on the playful challenge of snapping one photo a day—for an entire year! Snapping my first photo on February 20, I'm off and running with the 365 Project.

If I see it and I like it...I'll snap it!

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Call me a minimalist

Or one just too busy and tired to keep up with her photo blog this week! "Martha My Dear" could use some inspiration!

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Um, excuse me....

Anyone seen my facial cream and hair conditioner? I had 'em yesterday...

Saturday, April 17, 2010

There are plenty of fish in the sea

Yes, that's certainly true. But who knew they came in such a colorful variety! Like snowflakes, I guess, no two fish are alike. Not when artists get a hold of them, anyway.


Wednesday, April 14, 2010

The Gloaming

"Gloaming" is the Scottish word for twilight. It's that in-between time of transition between the activity if our daily routine to the quiet of night and rest.

Don't you just love a bargain

Look what I found on the side of the road. The perfect chair I've been looking for...for like forever! Just needs new fabric and a paint job. I just KNOW my sister, Kathy, will want to help me with this... :)

Sunday, April 11, 2010

On food, cooking...and good friends

Food is not some fuel we need to get us going to higher things. Cooking is not a drudgery we put up with in order to get the fuel delivered. Rather, each is a heart's astonishment. Both stop us dead in our tracks with wonder.

Even more, they sit us down evening after evening, and in the company that forms around our dinner tables, they actually create our humanity.
—Robert Farrar Capon (The Supper of the Lamb)

Friday, April 9, 2010

Seek the strongest color effect possible

The content is of no importance.
—Henri Matisse

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

This old House

If dreams were lightening, thunder was desire, this old house would have burned down a long time ago. —John Prine

Monday, April 5, 2010

The track not taken

I shall be telling this with a sigh somewhere ages and ages hence: Two tracks diverged in a wood, and I—I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.
—Robert Frost (sort of)

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Blessed is this life...

and I'm gonna celebrate being alive!
Until I run out of gas...

Friday, April 2, 2010

Some clear joy is coming

Flowerless in the country,
birdless in the spring,
my man and I are weeping,
we have been weeping.
Some clear joy is coming on some slowest train.
Do you hear that it's coming again?
—The Innocence Mission