Easter-WishesTil next time,

. . . in the Clouds

That is exactly where my head has been all week, as this week’s 52×52 happens to be clouds.  Before I share my week of clouds, I’d like to share one of my little cloud adventures with you…   It’s not always advisable to walk with your head in the clouds.  My dogs will attest to that.   A week with a beautiful full moon (and some clouds), one morning, I caught a glimpse of the full moon low in the sky (maybe 6 a.m. ish).  So I made sure my iPhone was in my back pocket when it was time to take the “boys”* out.   The “boys” were thrilled as this meant an extra long predawn walk.  On our way…   But every time I got to where I thought there would be an unobstructed view, the moon continued the game of hide & seek.   I picked up the pace (I still had to get to work, after all) … and …then… BAM!  Down I went!  I found a small patch of black ice…the hard way.  The “boys” and I became a tangled mess.  I picked myself up and made sure all my bones were intact and that the “boys” were good to go (I swear Charlie was laughing at me).  More determined than ever now, I quickly continued … on the grass now … only to find the moon had almost completely gone behind a bank of clouds and if that weren’t bad enough … the flash on my phone fired (didn’t even know it was on).  And for all my efforts, bumps, and bruises this was the one and only shot… and what?!?!… no clouds?!?

Cloud_oops(cropped and processed via Instagram)
It’s okay to have your head in the clouds, but remember to keep your feet firmly planted on the ground…  and that’s exactly what I did the rest of the week.



Above photo:  another iPhone shot.  Lovely texture & birds provided by
distressed fx  app

Cloud_predawnAbove photo:  Another predawn/moon iPhone shot.  Apps:  Mobile Monet & distressed fx

Cloud_sunriseFinally… made it to work!  HDR and panoramic features on iPhone…fun,fun,fun!!!


The Clouds …or should I say cloud… moving in.

Cloud_afternoon-lightEvery afternoon winter skies seemed to return, only to start to disappear again just as the sun was starting to set (yep, iPhone again)


So this morning, I finally got my head out of the clouds (well, kinda).

Next week: The color RED

Have a wonderful day!  Hoping to HOP 🙂 in again tomorrow with an Easter greeting.

Til then, 

* The “boys” , in this post and all posts from this time on, refers to my two Golden Retrievers.  Charlie will be 3 shortly and Parker is 5.  Their personalities are identical (seriously, no exaggeration here) to that of Tigger (that’s Charlie) and Eeyore (that would be Parker).


It’s only a day away…

…spring, or so they say.   The cold 40-ish temps are much more typical for around these parts compared to last year (some of you may remember those 70ish temps ~ aaahhh).   I can take the cooler temps (for a little longer), just give me a little more light at 6:00 a.m.  That’s all I ask…



#iphone, processed with a Distressed Textures app <3!

It started with a whisper

I have had those words [ it started with whisper] stuck in my head since Kim posted this week’s prompt . . . whisper.  That’s it, just the word.   Of course, I had to Google the lyrics to find out who sings them and give credit where credit is due.  And, I totally found out after I created my image for the prompt and this post that the band is called Neon Tree . . . seriously, how weird is that 😕

It’s a pretty full moon tonight; at least I think it is a full moon.  I’d actually have to look up the phases to see where exactly it is.  Either way, it’s the perfect opportunity to do a little night photography.  Not something I would generally think of doing, but after my local photography club’s meeting on Monday night and a topic on astrophotography, I learned it’s actually pretty easy.

And then as I was looking up at the evening sky tonight, sitting out there all alone, the moon peeking out from behind the trees and an ever so soft haze (or was that a whispery cloud) barely covering it, I whispered to Charlie (my trusty golden standing over my shoulder) as if I was going to disturb the moment if I spoke any louder . . .


Nah, not really 😉   But this is what I love about what I do . . . this is my drawing (if I could draw) . . . my vision and how I imagine it.  My whisper.  In reality, I was sitting on my front door step swearing out the  electrical wires in my shot, my dogs (two goofy golden’s actually) standing in the door slobbering all over the glass, and the neighborhood kids still outside playing basketball on this unseasonably mild March evening, with that song stuck in my head .  . .

it started with a whisper.  And that was when I kissed her