Floral Friday ...

 

In stepping away to find a new refreshed creative outlet, I have realized that I will never venture too far away from photographing flowers.  It's like having chocolate in the house; when all is quiet there is that soft beckoning voice, "Nicki, come photograph me." (or in the case of chocolate - "girl, you know you want me!")  I can only resist one at a time, so as long as I'm posting pictures of flowers, you know I'm avoiding the diet buster, Monsieur Chocolate.  Don't feel too bad for the chocolate; did I mention I have a teenager walking vacuum in the house.  Best diet aid ever!

the price you pay ...

 

stepping beyond the security of your corner, you become vulnerable

  

you sacrifice modesty,

tempt narcissism,

 become acquainted with humility.

 

Taking risks, reaching high, exposing your dreams can be brutal. 

It can be demoralizing. 

It can be exhausting and disappointing. 

 

Doing none of that is worse.

much worse!

. . . 

I came across this leaf while assisting my son on a photo shoot a couple weeks ago.  I laid it aside and forgot about it until I found this model figurine in a basket and they seemed to be a natural fit.
Looking at it this morning I was struck by its symbolism of the core of so many of my pep-talks (or lectures - depending on your point of view) with my children recently.

 

under repair ...

In case you missed the flat-lining of creativity with my scavenger hunt post yesterday, you can either take my word for it or scroll back. Trust me - the colorful flowers were a mere distraction of the demise.
 I have officially, legitimately, certifiably hit the wall with photographing flowers. cats. birds.

I am so over it all.

I don't want to hunt for cutesie kiddy stuff.
Five. Three. Cuddly, Snuggle.
Blah!

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As well as taking a step towards photographing something other than the same ole, same ole,
I am also going to give myself a little time-out from memes.
Like a one week break.
 So no global, no random, no urban, no flowers.


Hopefully I'll spring back with something creative. something inspired.
something!

In the mean time, please forgive my absence from visiting other blogs
and bear with me if I'm not here as frequent this week.
 It's time for a little repair.
 

scavenger hunt | Happy Mother's Day ...

This week's scavenger hunt words were: local, perspective, bloom, dark, and golden.
I had hoped to get out and do a photo walk
but between rain and other pressing matters, that didn't happen. 

This leaves me with yet again, flowers. 

Beautiful .   Colorful .  Loving . Flowers

 

Flowers bought by my husband from the local grocer,

  

presented to you from different perspectives,

  

full of bloom

some dark
some golden

 

Happy Mother's Day! 

basket basket ...

who's got the basket?














who are we kidding?

  

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When Allyson was around 5 years old we decided to paint baskets.
I'm guessing this moment in craft history came about in the following manner:

"I'm bored!"
"want to paint?"
 "do I have to use my fingers?"
'na, here is some fabric paint and brushes."
"fine!"

 Allyson keeps hands clean.
 Mom does majority of work.
Child is entertained
and all is good with the world.

In this case Allyson did paint basket #1 and a good portion of #2.


Fabric paint and dollar store fruit baskets.
15 years later and they're still rock'n!


Ike endorses and approves this type of crafting.
[he also likes those that include thread, yarn, balloons, balls, ribbon ....]

Floral Loving on a Friday ...

 

renew, refresh ...

 

I love when the Iris comes to town 

and always wish they could have stayed longer.