Sunday 23 February 2014

Cherish

Photography Challenge Week 7:  Cherish

There are so many things we cherish; family, friends, moments and treasures.  Regardless, they point us towards the people we love the most, and the things we do that make life enjoyable.








This old teddy bear shows how much he was loved and cherished.  He is sitting on an old crocheted bedspread that has been passed down to me.



























This guitar was purchased with my second paycheck after I graduated from college many years ago.





















This tree is over 100 years old and marks the driveway to our yard.  It can be seen for miles in any direction.  It's an old cottonwood which has withstood many storms and the occasional grass fire, but I feel that as long as it's standing, it guides those I cherish most, home.











When we look back, the only things we cherish are those which in some way met our original want; the desire which formed in us in early youth, undirected, and of its own accord.
                    Willa Cather




Saturday 22 February 2014

February dawn










Through the pale arch of orient the morn
Comes in a milk-white splendor newly-born,
A sword of crimson cuts in twain the gray
Banners of shadow hosts, and lo, the day!
from A Winter Dawn
by Lucy Maud Montgomery

Monday 17 February 2014

Weather Vane






 





O, wind, if winter comes can spring be far behind?
Percy Bysshe Shelley

Friday 14 February 2014

Valentines Day

"I ask you to pass through life at my side - to be my second self, and best earthly companion."
From Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte

Sunday 9 February 2014

Eyes

Week 5 Photography Challenge: Eyes

This week I turned to some of my favourite toys.  Their eyes seem to give them life and a story.








"Miss Kitty" is a squeaky toy that a child left behind years ago.  She's been sitting on my desk ever since.  I love her mischievous eyes.
















This polar bear puppet sits on the shelf too tired to jump off.

















Raggedy Ann.  Her simple embroidered eyes speak of a simpler time, though still greatly loved.









The voyage of discovery is not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.  Marcel Proust

Friday 7 February 2014

Prairie sunset







Shot gold, maroon and violet,
dazzling silver, emerald, fawn,
The earth's whole amplitude
and nature's multiform power
consigned for once to colors;
from A Prairie Sunset
by Walt Whitman

Saturday 1 February 2014

Snow drifts



"I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently?  And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again."
Lewis Carroll