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Inspired by Lens-Artist Photo Challenge #77: Favorite Photos of 2019

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Choose my favorite photographs of 2019?

That’s a tough one (which I made a bit easier by not including family photos).

I managed to pare it down to 15(!). It was an especially exciting year as I dove into the world of macro photography. An additional photographic challenge.

I am curious…which one is your favorite?

1: January…ice crackling on the river…

exeter river ice
January

 

2: February…a welcome color display…

flowers for sale copy
February

 

3: Early Spring…signs of nature coming to life…

fiddleheads
Early Spring

 

4: May showers…

raindrops
May showers

 

5: Summer sunsets…

lake frame
Summer sunsets

 

6: Butterfly on zinnias…

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Butterfly on zinnias

 

7: The magical pond…

magical pond
The magical pond

 

8: Sunflower parade…

sunflowers group
Sunflower parade

 

9: Amber waves…

amber squares
Amber waves

 

10: Crunchy path…

acorns
Crunchy path

 

11: Fall arrives…

twisted tree
Fall arrives

 

12: Watch your step…

Watch your step

 

13: The cactus blooms!

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The cactus blooms

 

14: Late Fall fantasy edits…

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Late Fall fantasy edits

 

15: Last, but not least, back to where the year began…with the crunch of ice.

crunch of ice

 

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

 

 

Sunshine’s Macro Monday: A Cruciferous Christmas

Inspired by Sunshine’s Macro Monday #22
One of the many memorable parts of spending Christmas 2019 at my daughter’s home was her amazing cooking and baking.

The menu: extensive (even included a cheese course!).

The vegetables: fresh…and, in this case…the nutritional powerhouse cruciferous variety.

I decided to document.

brussels sprout

The roasted Brussels sprouts (along with cousin cauliflower) were seasoned to perfection and enjoyed by all.

 

Holiday Highlights

Inspired by Frank at Dutch goes the Photo: Holidays

The challenge for this week is to bring out the magic that you find in the season and share it with one another!

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A good friend of mine has a saying: Christmas isn’t just a day, it’s a season.

I would further elaborate.

It can bring out the goodness in people. The willingness to share with those less fortunate. The willingness to share an extra smile. Doing what they can to brighten someone’s day. Bringing real meaning to the greeting Happy Holidays.

I spent the week of Christmas in Washington, DC at my daughter and son-in-law’s home. Surrounded by love-infused holiday festivities…marked by delicious meals, cookie decorating, present opening, cooking and baking side by side. Playing pretend with my grandson. Reading stories. Building Lego cities. Singing Jingle Bells and Santa Claus is Coming to Town.

One night we all went for an early evening walk…parents, grandparents, 3 year old and two dogs.

A holiday season highlight…a once a year magical moment.

house lights
Let’s go look at the lights!

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light night

 

 

 

Pup Lights

Photo a Day: Festive

Yesterday was Christmas…and this sweet pup named Taco was part of the festivities.

Among his many fine attributes is a willingness to just go with the flow…

Which included dressing up for the occasion – at least long enough for a photo – to text to his humans (my son and his girlfriend) who were away on a trip.

pup lights
Good boy Taco!

 

 

Photo a Week: Christmas Memories

Nancy Merrill’s A Photo a Week Challenge: Christmas Memories

IN A NEW POST CREATED FOR THIS CHALLENGE, SHARE ONE OR TWO OR MORE PHOTOS OF YOUR CHRISTMAS AND/OR HOLIDAY MEMORIES.

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Christmas memories fill up my photo albums. All the best ones involve my family…when our children lived at home and we celebrated together.

Choosing just a few was indeed difficult…

One of my favorite memories was the year my son was a fast moving – very curious – toddler. At the tender age of 13 months, he was able to dash from one end of the living room to the other, quicker than we could catch him.

The Christmas tree presented a special challenge that year…as he was fascinated by those shiny things hanging from the branches. As well as the colored lightbulbs strung on green wire. Which he could unscrew, shouting HOT! HOT!

Barricades were in order…until we removed them on Christmas morning.

christmas barricades
1988

Which presented the perfect opportunity for ornament inspection and removal…while daddy and big sister were opening their stockings and getting their pictures taken.

christmas 1988
1988

However, nine years later….he was the expert at hanging the ornaments up ON the tree.

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1997

One more special memory.

 

 

 

 

Common Crayons

Inspired by Frank at Dutch goes the Photo: Common

I thought that it might be interesting to go for something rather Common… Whether it is the every day, common object or the things that you have in common, or crossing the town common…

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During a recent visit with my 3 year old grandson, I noticed a small basket of crayons.

Common drawing tools for budding young artists like him.

Not too much has changed from decades past…except they’re now washable (!) and labeled in two languages.

crayons

Still fun to peel off the labels, break them in half…and use up one’s favorite color first.

I noticed the pink crayon was almost gone.

 

Pause to Listen

Inspired by V.J.’s Weekly Challenge #77: Pause

As the world bustles, and we rush to meet deadlines, check off to-do lists, and fulfill those party invites, find a moment to pause, look, and listen. Share a photograph, thought, or inspiration.

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It’s been a busy week. Next week – with Christmas in the middle – will be even busier.

However, I realized the need to…pause…in my usual December madness of holiday planning, shopping, wrapping, card writing – and all that leads up to the 25th.

This past Tuesday I flew to Washington DC to attend my daughter’s commencement ceremony at the Univ. of Maryland College of Education. Where she received a doctoral degree in Education Policy. How could I not go? Even if it was the week before Christmas. She worked extremely hard and I am so happy for her. Oh…and proud too.

Traveling is one of my least favorite activities as I’ve gotten older…especially in winter weather. So imagine my rising anxiety level on Tuesday with the snow falling at a steady clip as I rode the bus to the airport. No surprise when I found out (after boarding) that the plane was delayed.

I sat and waited….with a look out the window.

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First look

Two hours passed.

rain plane
Two hours later

All the while hoping the flight wouldn’t be cancelled.

rain plane window

My only choice…trapped in row 14 for 4 hours…was to pause, look and listen…

…but mostly to think…about the ceremony I would attend the following day, along with my son-in-law and grandson.

This would be the last of many graduations I’d attended for the little girl who grew up so fine and fast. Who loved school and learning from the age of 3. Passionate and driven by a desire to make this a better world for everyone. Not just for people like her…who are blessed with opportunity and privilege.

She was also the commencement student speaker.
I told my grandson, snuggled in my lap…Mama will be making a speech!
Why? he asked.
Because she has important things to say! I answered.

speech

She proposed a different approach for those graduates entering their postgraduate lives – the flip side of talking and sharing their voices…

….Pause. Close your mouth, calm your mind, allow for silence. Cultivate humility. Acknowledge the limits of your education and engage in the practice that scholars and advocates call “radical listening.” Community organizer and activist Chanel Lewis describes radical listening as “intentionally quieting your internal voice and judgments thereby offering your full mental space to the speaker and suspending what you presume to know about someone and their experience in our shared society.”…Radical listening, I argue, is a crucial skill to help move our world toward greater justice….
Dr. Kristin Sinclair

This is just a snippet of her three minute speech, but it caught my attention.

Pause.

You don’t hear that advice very often.
Usually it’s…Speak Up. Talk. Be heard.

Pause and listen…listen without judgment.

Perhaps that is radical.

But I like it.

It gave me much to think about on the plane the next day…before returning home to my holiday to-do list.

plane sun
Flying back home