A Photo Week...

I tend to do things in seasons: quilt a lot, then rest, write a lot, then rest, photograph a lot, then rest, so that when I'm not quilting, I'm photographing, or when I'm writing, I'm not photographing, though this isn't always the case. Frequently, however, it is. That doesn't mean I don't photograph when I'm quilting or write when I'm photographing, but one tends to take more focus than all three at once.

I used to get on my case about not doing all three, or about not doing one particular thing when I wanted to, rather than what I was doing at the time. I'm learning to ride my waves better, hopefully, though it's still a process.

So, this week I did quilt some (won't show you photos yet!!!), I wrote some, but I also photographed.

Here are a few photos from this week.

First up: it's becoming Spring here in Mississippi, and that means time to plant flowers! Mom bought some from Dollar Tree the other day, and they needed to be soaked before planted, so they're here. I particularly appreciated the reflection of the trees outside in the unyet-formed flowers soaking in the bowl, also particularly ironic considering all the rain we've had this week.

I love how vagrant I look in this photo. Reminds me of photos of Walt Whitman looking starry-eyed. My hair is a hot mess and I'm tired, but I still dig it. I've been growing my hair for this movie I'm hoping to get in, but I'm enjoying how much grey I'm getting in my beard and along my temples. :)

I dig how, in this next photo, the pears face each other, but also the symmetry and suggestion of the parallel trees in the background. Are the pears longing for outside? Have they been plucked from the trees in the back? Are they fallen?

What's better than kitty photos? Photos of your own kitties: here, Sandstorm (looking at us) and Meeka (checking out her brother) lay on the floor, because it's cool and they're not quite sure what to do about this heat yet. Boy, wait until August!

Had lunch with my good friend, Sonja, and enjoyed the light seemingly emanating from this glass. Illustrative of some of our conversation.

That's it, folks!

Have a good week.

Much hugs,
M