The other day a colleague of mine gave me a 1965 edition of Webster’s Dictionary. I think he was going to just toss it until I saw it and asked to look at it. Semi puzzled by my excitement he said; “if you want it, it’s yours. It doesn’t even have the word “fax” in it, can you imagine that?” Needless to say I was thrilled. Continue reading
The holiday season this year was strange and unusual for me. This is because I didn’t have the opportunity to take time off from work like I typically do in order to hang out with my daughter during her winter break. We also use this time to travel and visit with our family and friends back home. Continue reading
I typically try to avoid getting entangled in the craziness of holiday shopping. I get what I need before Thanksgiving and pray I need nothing more (besides groceries that is) after that. I avoid areas within 5 miles of malls or major shopping hubs during this time like I would avoid parking my car downtown in a certain city on devil’s night. However this year’s lack of planning found me at the last minute in need of gift tags and bags for cookies I had baked for my daughter’s teachers. Continue reading
I thought a picture of Thanksgiving herbs were far more appropriate than zombies.
During the week of Thanksgiving I started working on my daily preparation task list for the pending holiday feast. My daughter decided this year to let me handle everything (I was not surprised) while she decided to indulge in a little “Walking Dead” via Netflix. Because Netflix automatically advances to the next episode in a series she decided to settle into a “Walking Dead” marathon while I painstakingly chopped onions and herbs, peeled and roasted squash, cubed loaves of bread…you get the idea. Continue reading
Did I just call my daughter a “life leech”? Yes I did. It happened in just a fraction of a second while hiking together along a nearby path in our neighborhood. Why did I call her a life leech? I’m not sure but I think it was a Freudian slip of humor. Continue reading
The red X and a battle for perfection
I wonder, how many terrific ideas exist but never have the chance of seeing the light of day? I find myself pondering this question as I sit here telling myself I can’t publish an article I wrote last week because I haven’t had the time to take a proper corresponding image for it. Continue reading
What I love most about exploring places with camera in tow is meeting new people along the way. I’m not sure if I’m just overly grateful or am super lucky but it seems like I always meet at least one truly special person during a photo excursion that leaves an impression on me in which I reflect upon many times well after my trip. Continue reading
From the moment I arrived in Red Lodge I started meeting the most endearing people. I spent a good deal of time chit-chatting with many locals. both in their businesses and at their homes while they watered their lawns as I passed by with cameras in tow. Continue reading
There wasn’t a sound save for a piece of metal on the roof of one of the buildings. It swayed and squeaked reluctantly and ever so slowly in retaliation to the blowing wind.
I arrive in Red Lodge tired but somewhat amped after a long day of driving (the box of Milk Duds I ate had nothing to do with it at all). My first thought after checking in was to get the camera out and start taking pics. I didn’t want to drive around aimlessly though because after an already full day of driving it was going to be a quick shoot (and seriously how much driving can a girl do in a day?). Continue reading
It was as if Wyoming had said “a tout a l’heure” (with a stately giggle) and sent me on my way into a vast land of “nothing”.
My journey to Red Lodge began two days prior with a few phone calls and some pretty swift packing. According to my map the quickest route was I 25 north through Wyoming with a quick left once into Montana. Easy enough. Route planned, cameras and computer packed along with a suit case and my cappuccino machine…yes, my cappuccino machine.
A departure time of 3:00am was set. Continue reading