Finding something you love, even if it is later in life, is a complete joy. I recently started a graphic design program, and although I’ve been out of school for way too many years, I’ve found that the discipline of learning never entirely leaves you. That said, everything is new now with all the electronic tools at one’s disposal. So, for me, every day is experimental. Today was no different; we are playing with Photoshop and had a requirement to turn a photo into a painting. Although not perfect (what art ever is?), this didn’t turn out too bad.
Temporary from the Latin temporārius and tempus, tempor meaning time, describes something that is fleeting. Our lives are temporary, although we don’t view them that way until we are staring into the abyss of our own mortality. This past month we have been starkly reminded of just how temporary life is. It can be gone in the blink of an eye either through sudden illness, horrific accidents, or unbelievably while worshipping in a sacred space on a Sunday morning.
I can’t make sense of what happened in Sutherland Springs, Texas; I don’t think any of us can unless we’ve lived through a massacre like that. What I can do is pray for that community and all involved as well as for our country and our lawmakers deciding what to do in the aftermath of this horror.
It’s mid-afternoon and everyone has disappeared. Well, that’s not entirely true, I know where everyone is but it is relatively quiet. My husband and daughter are playing a Wii game (he helps her out when she gets stuck) but the cats are nowhere to be found. A little investigation and I discover that all the beds are taken. Siesta time! Now, if I can just convince them that 3:00 AM is not play time, we will all be happy.
Even though I’ve had this blog for a while now, I’ve yet to complete a blogging 101 course with WordPress.com. Something has always come up in the past; either work or family situations take the focus away from completing the assignments. Well, it’s a new year and with a new year, the resolution to have a more active presence on the web. My goal is to try new things, see what works and what doesn’t, come up with a more consistent presence across platforms and essentially figure things out through a little experimentation. If you’ve followed my blog, you know it’s a bit eclectic but pretty heavily focused on images and photography. Recently I decided to focus on experimenting with the mobile platform so you might see a few posts with wponthego as a category or tag along with iphonography. Those will all come from the iPhone so let me know what you think. On the way (tomorrow, hopefully) is a set of additional lenses I’m planning on playing with. The freedom to post from wherever and whenever is amazing! By the way, I love this cat mint plant which seems to not remember it is supposed to be dormant in January. The new life bursting through even though it is freezing is a testimony to the plant’s wish to survive and thrive.
May we all have that same spirit.
Feedback is welcome and I look forward to hearing from you.
[Update: January 4, 2015. Marsha informed me today that what I mistakenly thought was a sycamore seed pod is actually a sweet gum tree pod although the bark of the tree it was sitting under looked suspiciously like the sycamore tree and not the sweet gum tree. Marsha was kind enough to bring one of her sycamore pods in for comparison and it is a much fuzzier entity than the prickly one I photographed. Could a squirrel have carried it off and dropped his or her prize? Who knows! Many thanks, though, Marsha for setting me straight. By the way, the paw paw is an etirely different tree altogether so my great-grandmother was way off the mark.]
Today on our walk, we discovered a wealth of small joys, not the least of which was this lovely seed pod from the Sycamore tree. I can remember my great-grandmother calling these paw paws and I always thought that was funny but they are rather strange; almost as if the sycamore tree was trying to create a snowflake or snowball.
Well, I’m very late with a number of posts this month so I’m trying to get caught up. Here is a photo of Martin Towers, former headquarters of Bethlehem Steel and now abandoned. In my mind, it stands as a reminder of greed (management and union). Had both sides been willing to adopt sustainable development and cooperation, I believe Bethlehem Steel would still be in business today.