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Photography 101 – Treasure

Show us something (or someone) you cherish, and get up close.

Not really what I had planned when I read the description of this challenge.  While walking around the back fields today I saw these – while they are not a treasure to me they could definitely be to the birds during the cold.

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Photography 101: A Pop of Color and #NaBloPoMo

Colors can stir emotions within us, tell stories, and transform our images. Today, use one color to add life or drama to your shot.

This shot is of the ticket booth at the old drive in on Hwy 50 in Lewisburg, TN.  It’s closed for winter and looks so desolate and abandoned.  Took a shot of the sign at the entrance also but the color on this one really stands out.

IMG_20141117_110142_hdr The following photos are of the sign and the concession stand area.  They all have the pops of red.

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Photography 101- Warmth and #NaBloPoMo

Today, capture an image of warmth, ideally using the sun as your source.

Not a lot of sun around the last couple of days until late in the day and definitely not any warmth from it.  This is one from the last good warm day we had when Con could get out and play and have fun in the sun.

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Photography 101 – Day 4 Challenge – Bliss and #NaBloPoMo

What do I think about when I hear the word “bliss”?  They way I feel when I hear my grandkids say they love me.  Especially the little one when he says “I wub you to the moon and back”.   The look on his face when he got to dance and jump in the muddle puddle this spring.  After the rain and posting yesterday about the mud puddles I had to find the pictures I took of him and share.

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The last 45 years… a trip down memory lane

My how the world has changed over the last 45 years. Yep, this year I have been out of high school for 45 years, graduated in 1969. Thinking about a couple of school reunions coming up in the next two months made my mind drift back to all the things we did (or didn’t do) as teenagers and young adults. We didn’t have a TV until I was a senior in high school so there wasn’t a lot of TV watching at my house. I listened to the radio a lot –

transistor radiosBurnt up a lot of those small transistor radios listening to WLS Chicago. Played a lot of records 45’s and more on the little portable record players. We thought we were on top of the world if we had a portable record player that we could grab up and take from room to room or even outside.portable record player Then it was the 8track players, then the cassettes, then the cd’s and the Walkman and on to the MP3’s imagesR7HFFRD0    ipod-nano-4th-generation-2B   and IPods.

 

Now if I want to walk on the treadmill I just plug my phone in and play music through the speakers on the treadmill. Yep this is my next phone, just ordering it…. The Amazon Fire.

It’s pretty amazing that this little phone can do everything the big IBM computer I worked on back in the early 80’s could do and SOOO much more. Hard to believe all the changes just in this little bit of technology.

The changes at the schools I went to are sad in so many ways. The high school in Park City, KY is no more, torn down and only an elementary school there now Park City High School    The school I graduated from in Leipers Fork (Franklin, TN) is gone for the most part, office is gone, home ec building is gone. Cafeteria and gym and a few classrooms left now.  Hillsboro School      That’s where we have our reunions and remember that no matter how bad we thought it was back then, we really had it good and were too young and foolish to realize it.

Don’t get me started on the cars, used to be able to fix a car with your hands and a few tools. Now it’s mostly computers running them to and you need a degree to figure some of it out along with specialized tools. Take a 2003 Dodge 1500 – trying to replace an oil pump takes an act of congress…. Well ya got to pull the front half of the motor off anyway and then there’s the three – yes 3 – timing chains. I remember learning to drive in a 1955 Chevrolet that seemed to stay broken down more than Jerry could keep it on the road running. Always seemed to be a problem with the gears and the linkage, etc. Wish I had that old 55 right now, it would be a lot better than the stuff we have around now. At least it wasn’t made of fiberglass and would take a hit without flying in 50 different directions. While I love the technology and what is supposed to be better on gas, it just doesn’t seem to make much sense some days. I paid $2.89 a gallon today for gas and that was with more than $ .30 a gallon off with my Shell Fuel Rewards card. That $ .35 per gallon is just a distant faint memory these days

Most of us had a pretty good childhood whether we are willing to admit it or not. We played outside without having to worry about someone snatching us. We had chores to do but we also reaped the rewards of hard work. Working in the garden, or tobacco fields or hay fields, taking care of the chickens, hogs, cattle, horses, etc. – it all had to be done and we did it and we played hard too. I don’t ever recall being bored and most of the readers of my generation will probably agree with me. Now all I hear out of my grandkids is I am bored, but they don’t want to work or do chores or do anything except sit on their butts and play video games.

I hope within the next year or so this will become a working farm. Fencing should be done by then and horses here as well as a few head of cattle, maybe a goat or two and some chickens. Definitely planning on a garden, need to become more self-sufficient for sure.  Till then I’ll just keep my memories close.

See ya on the flip side, have a Happy, Sunny week my friends.  smiley

Death to adverbs…

Writing 101, Day Eight: Death to Adverbs

 

 Go to a public location and make a detailed report of what you see. The twist of the day? Write the post without adverbs.

 

Here I sit on the computer again, where I’ve been most of the day. First it was school work and talking about managers and private lives of criminal justice employees. Then it was leadership and motivation. Done, and done, and done, posting for class is done until the end of the week. Oh wait, now I have to study for a test on Friday, yuck, for real????

 

Something else to do, what is it???? Work, that’s what it is, how could I forget that??? Just want to sit and look out the window at the rain and do nothing for a change.

 

Now it’s off again, trees rushing by in a big green blur. Flying south down that stretch of asphalt called the interstate to Alabama. In a hurry, gotta get there. It’s almost time, haven’t seen him in a week. Has he been gone that long??? My Wywy is coming home today from Florida after being gone a week. Can’t believe how much I’ve missed him and how quiet it has been here. Little brother sits in the back in his car seat saying “Bubba Wywy, Bubba Wywy”. He’s missed him too. Mad dash down the interstate and back home again.

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