Walnut Room this way

Walnut Room this way
Walnut Room? This way, please.

Friday, February 27, 2015

Sunshine, lollipops and rainbows...


Sunshine yesterday and this morning is making quick work of our snow.  Meanwhile, back in Texas, it had just started yesterday, and still going this morning.
Rio sent me a good morning hello.  Undaunted by a little snow, he ventured out of his barn and had his breakfast while Sis chopped the ice off his water.
 Last night, I had been working on Rio portraits to make the second photo collage for Dad's room.  Rand suggested I make a second one to go with the one I made for his Christmas and put it in his room so he can still see Rio on those times he does not feel like getting out of bed.  Sounded like a good plan to me.
Like this morning, when it is cold and snowy!  One of Dad's favorite things is when he wakes up and Sis sits in the chair by his bed and has morning coffee with him.  Before, Dad and I used to sit out on the deck in the mornings and drink coffee.  Sometimes one might not think of that at the time, but when I look back now, I treasure those opportunities and that we made time for them. 

There are double windows to the left of his bed, and they were watching it snow.  He said it was a resting day.  I on the other hand, have to get in to work today.  Though I have managed to get quite a lot done during the snow days this week, it is time to show up in the office.  At least the sun is shining.
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Wednesday, February 18, 2015

On finding solace in a whirlwind

Yep, this is pretty much how I feel right now--like last spring's flowers, droopy, ice-covered, in a fading pot.
I have those intermittent moments where it seems like there is a spotlight showcasing something of importance...like photography, and blogging.  You know, those things that help me keep my sanity in this world "spinning hopelessly out of control" (Willie Nelson, "Hands on the Wheel," 1975).
 Not long ago, a fellow blogger said taking a picture--even on a phone camera--was like looking through a spyglass.  Focus.  It is all about the focus.

I suppose that is the good thing about finding solace in a whirlwind--focus.  When you train your eye on the one thing, you stop focusing on the giant whirlwind encompassing you--obscuring the view in the maelstrom.

Monday, February 16, 2015

Ice Storm

This morning

This afternoon

This evening

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Libby wants Son House to come in and play!

This morning as I was getting ready for work, I heard a sound from Libby's kennel that sounded like she was dancing around in the kind of play dogs do.  I could hear her nails clicking on the little wooden porch where she likes to lie in the sunshine.  I glanced out the window to see what she was doing.  You probably can't tell from this first picture...
 ...but it is beginning to get clearer...
...that Son House had discovered the hole in the gate.
"Hey, Mom, what do you think is happening here?  Is this my little brother?  Or just a big blond rat?"


 "Oh, wow, someone to play with!  Can he come in and play, Mom?  Can he, huh?  Please?"
 Son House seemed to be thinking about the invitation...
"Sure dude, it's all fun and games, until I get in there and one of us gets hurt..."