Friday, April 19, 2013
The Littlest Thing
Somehow the photo of this little guy did not make it into the last post. This might just be my favorite little "lost" plant.
I wonder what will become of it.
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Charleston. The Little Things. Part 1
I've had my new Canon Rebel camera since Christmas. I have done so little with it. I'm somewhat intimidated by it. I am easily intimidated.
Today I decided to take a short walk with my camera. My plan was not to take "big" pictures. I am most fascinated by the little things in my new town -- especially the small bits of foliage that have carved out hostile places to live.
I can somehow relate to them.
Today I decided to take a short walk with my camera. My plan was not to take "big" pictures. I am most fascinated by the little things in my new town -- especially the small bits of foliage that have carved out hostile places to live.
I can somehow relate to them.
Monday, April 8, 2013
Take to the Sky
Fish are Jumpin', Cotton is High - in progress |
Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Oh, Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky
But until that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With your daddy and mammy standing by
Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
Songwriters: GERSHWIN, GEORGE / HEYWARD, DU BOSE / HEYWARD, DOROTHY / GERSHWIN, IRA
Janis puts a certain kind of melancholy and desperation into this song that completely resonates with me. The sky is yellow with heat. There's joy and release in letting everything that's inside of you out into the air. The menace of sorrow and rain is a wide ribbon of black on the horizon.
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