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Okay, I can’t help it.  These branches reflected in a puddle of leaf-filled rainwater remind me of Snuffy’s eyelashes.

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For my friend Melissa, I trek through bogs to photograph frogs, all the while hoping they don’t hop down my shirt.  For Emily, I keep an eye out for owls in the wild though mostly right now I just buy her owl stationery.  There’s a young woman in NY who loves squirrels and for her I have even roped Steve into carrying around nuts so we can thank the squirrels for their time in front of my camera.  And for Yves, I find bears, not yet in the wild, though I did come across bear tracks while blueberry picking in Maine.

This fellow I found in the bottom of a bargain bin soon to be tossed out for trash.  Somehow a light sparkled in his eye so that I grabbed him with a triumphant shout.  For seventy-five cents I carried him out the door and one day I’m sure he’ll make his way to his new home.  If I don’t forget to send him on his way.  You see, sometimes I do.  If you were to visit my place, in nooks and crannies and especially on the window sills, you’ll find caches of ceramic frogs, paper owls and bears in so many different forms.

These fellows, comprising a 2011 calendar, I found in a shop in Japan late last year.  It was a joy to find them once again, just in time, to send my dear friend the months still valid … ahem, just December.  As for the bear in the boat at the opening of this post?

Well he and his friends I found at a fair, made of cedar I think and meant to tuck into drawers.  Now I’m sure my young friend has many a drawer and I sure should have sent these to him by now.  And I will.  One day.  Meanwhile I hope that he likes these few photos until he can hold these wee bears for himself.

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This is my nephew, “Little J.”  How could I not smile when peering into that face?  If you’ve followed my blog at all then you know that family is very important to me.  The older I grow the more I recognize that family forms my core.  Maybe one day I’ll bundle up the family stories I’ve shared on this blog and in other venues into a book for Little J and the other young members of my family.  We’ll see … 😉

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Recently I’ve been lucky enough to spend time with a little friend who loves the book, The Color Kittens.  Since with the great authority of a three-year old she has been able to get me and others to read this book aloud again and again, I have been wonderfully reminded how to simply appreciate color in my photography.  Not always get caught up in “perfect” captures of clarity, but focus on capturing expressions of color instead.

So, after my most recent reading of Hush’s and Brush’s adventures with different pails of paint, I found myself in Steve’s kitchen staring at a jewel-toned nasturtium blossom curling above a bowl of fruit.  Many objects before me but really all I could see was orange.  Beautiful orange.  Snap.  I thought I was done with my camera, but then further poking in cabinets and cupboards and the refrigerator revealed habaneros and some old mac’n’cheese.  Snap. Snap.

After a while, no more orange, but red … delicious red was everywhere.

And then the sunlight shifted, and I found myself drawn toward a bit of purple and green … and then green and brown.

And so the day went until, like the Color Kittens, I grew tired.  I don’t remember if I dreamed that night, as they did, “of a rose red tree that turned all white” on the count of three, but the next day I did stumble upon the following.  Coincidence? 😉

 

 

 

 

 

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