This guy and several of his cohorts were with us when we went hiking at Kiptopeke State Park in Virginia.
Wow, is it already November? Where in the world has the time gone? It seems like yesterday since I last posted but it’s been months. Hopefully, Blogging 101 will inspire all of us to be more intentional in our posting. Awhile ago I posted this on my About page and so for this first day of Blogging 101, let’s take a look and see if it still holds true.
“All art is but imitation of nature.” – Lucius Annaeus Seneca [Still love this quote!]
Why are you here? What drew you to explore this blog? What inspires you? [Really, I want to know!]
As you probably know, this is primarily a creative blog but I thought I’d let you in on why I started it in the first place. For those that know me, they know I work in IT. What you might not know is that I never intended to end up in technology, it just happened, probably because I love playing with tech toys. [There’s always something new and exciting to play with and explore]
My background is actually in art and after spending 20 plus years doing tech work from database programming to telecommunication installs to system administration and now web and social media, [and Q & A testing as well as inventory management] I was beginning to realize I had lost a little of my creativity. That said, all the new tech toys are key to my own creative outlets and I wouldn’t trade my career path for the world (nor would I trade the cool tech tools I have access to either [especially in one of my current jobs, it’s awesome!]).
We all are creators at some level. In fact, I believe we walk hand in hand with our own creator (in my case, God) and that we have a responsibility to make this world of ours a better place; a more beautiful place. Creative activities aren’t always pretty, they aren’t always safe, and they sometimes turn out rather badly and pretty ugly too. That is part of the process. Although charged with making our world more beautiful, we have to learn along the way what that means and that it means we are forgiven for our failures. We learn what we can and can’t do; we learn to reshape the ugly, the first drafts, the unsatisfactory efforts [and sometimes, we have to start over or go in an altogether different direction].
In the long run, the process is as important as the finished work and we won’t reach that final work until the end when we meet our own creator who has shaped us all along.
Thanks for joining me on the journey and if you found something here that inspired you or just made you think, leave me a comment and let me know. I’m learning daily and hope to learn from you along the way too.
Well, it’s still sound and still holds true. However, you will likely notice a shift in the content or an enhancement, whichever strikes your fancy. Yes, there will be photography and probably some more artwork as well, but also more editorial commentary on interesting articles and ideas (well, interesting to me, and hopefully to you, too). Thanks for being on this journey and hope to hear from you soon.
[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.
It’s that time of the year. A fresh start, a new beginning, a hopeful presence in the air. Yes, it is still the dead of winter. Yes, it is cold (damn cold, actually in some parts of the country). Yes, it is dark, dreary, and seemingly soulless. And yet, today I took a walk in the woods near my house and discovered a wealth of life and a wealth of hope in that glimpse into living in the presence. We were fortunate to have a gorgeous blue sky day; a rarity in January when it is often cold and wet. Today, however, was a magical day and a great day for new hope and new starts. On that walk I was blessed to see all manner of creatures not the least of which was this lovely buck. His father, for it had to be either his father or grandfather, was far swifter and I couldn’t get a photo of him. The older of the two had a very handsome and large rack with a magnificent ruff and was far larger but much swifter and far more clever at hiding than his younger counterpart. What a wonderful way to start the new year with a glimpse of nature’s beauty.
Today is Sunday and I decided to explore the camera settings on my phone just to see what different effects could be achieved. I didn’t intend to take all my photos this month with my phone, but as luck would have it, my usual DSLR is having issues. So, I’m learning how to get the most out of the camera on hand instead. Here’s a gallery of photos from today.
We take it for granted in America but for most of the world it’s a struggle to find water. In Kajo Keji, South Sudan some women walk five miles to fill a five gallon container with well water. According to www.UNwater.org, in 2013, 783 million people do not have access to clean water and 6 to 8 million people die annually from disasters and water-related diseases. So, the next time you pour that half-finished glass of water down the drain, think about the 85% of the world’s population living in the driest half of the planet.