My 600th Post

As I posted yesterday a number on my nine caught my attention: Post number 599. I really did not think much of it but as my six-hundredth post was looking me in the face this Evening I had nothing. As a semi-grown up I spent several hours more on my taxes trying to find all I have coming to me and The Bride. No more but no less and a  very tension filled dance indeed. After that last tango with my soul, and the tax code, I did not feel like posting.  As a distraction I decided to look through some files off my old Dell to see if I had missed any hidden treasures that may lift my spirits. I found it in the form of a capture of a great feline and wonderful companion named Freckles. Though no longer with me and The Bride in the flesh he lives on through us to be My 600th Post!

Photo taken with a Canon PowerShot S3is
Photo taken with a Canon PowerShot S3is

An Old 35MM

I found this shot I took back in 86′ with a Canon 35MM film camera down Corpus Christi way. I scanned it to my computer and converted it to a JPEG to share. That went well but I did not wipe off the scanner surface of dust first…… but with that said here is an old 35MM.

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This May Be My Greatest Capture Ever Part II

My last post I introduced you to one of the very few pictures I have deeply invested myself in the subjects involved. This one is of someone and a great companion that have invested their selves in me and the Bride. I took this picture a day before my Mom passed.  Mom’s Jack Little Bit had checked on her regularly in bed as we all waited for “it” to happen. After she was satisfied  she would come and sit at Pop’s feet. This is one of those moments were I was allowed into her world. And this may be my greatest capture ever.

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Ese’ s Weekly Shoot&Quote Challenge – Hot

For this weeks Ese’ s Weekly Shoot&Quote Challenge – Hot  I am using one of my photos and a simple poem I wrote. I looked at a lot of quotes on Hot and found several I loved but I was drawn toward this instead. In the last eighteen-months I have lost the only two people I know who unconditionally loved me and had many of my old convictions challenged as well. At times like this one truly feels they are on fire. I feel this is a go0d thing to be severally challenged, even if it is just us looking at ourselves and testing if we are true to our humanity and all that entails.  I wrote this at the beginning of that part of my personal journey.

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Hope Initiates Spring Things As Winter Slumbers

For The Bride and I it has been an intense twenty-eight hour day. I arrived home last night around the six-o’clock hour and went outside to play LLAB ( That is BALL spelled rearwards because he goes nut if we say the word ball) with The Boy. As I was tossing the ball something  in my peripheral seemed seriously out of place. As I looked up I thought there was a white plastic bag fluttering in the wind, except it acted weird for a bag blowing in the wind.  I looked again and realized what is was.  I ordered The Boy inside and once he was secure I raced up the road. I was less than five or so yards away from where the anomaly was when my eyes confirmed what I thought it was: A young Doe had try to jump the fence and now her back leg was trapped in it. Her leg hung at an unnatural angle compared to how her body was laying. I tried to free her with my hands but knew I needed tools. I ran back to the house and got what I needed and headed back out to her aid. On my way out of the house I called to The Bride and asked her to follow me. I was going to need help but I had no time to explain and as I exited our home I ran into my friend/neighbor Rusty. I was so focused I ran past his car as he pulled into our yard as I was heading into our home to get the tools I needed! He and The Bride followed me and assisted as I cut the fence and twisted it away from her injured leg. She was free but the saga had just began.

To much stuff happened in the next few hours much less adding the next twenty or so hours to this story to do it justice but simply put The Bride went to work. She was able to get a number to a lady who volunteered for a veterinary/rescue origination. The Bride arranged for her to meet us and she got here right at sundown.After assessing the Doe and her condition she and her husband loaded the doe up and headed to the vets to see if there was anything that could be done. We will know within the next couple days if they were able to save her. A real and very unexpected sense of relief washed over me.

I am hopeful but more so I am thankful to people who care for the things other people care about. So as I decompressed I came across this photo I took a few days ago when the temperature was better suited to my temperament,  and less potentially fatal to an injured Doe, I knew it was post worthy. It is of a  Milkweed with a seed-head ready to make its way to a fertile patch of Spring. Something I hope the doe sees but if not I am content knowing we tried. We, more than one, tried and that is what community is and hope Springs forth from there no matter what may be or what may come Hope Initiates Spring Things As Winter Slumbers.

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Ese’ s Weekly Shoot&Quote Challenge – Music

I am trying my hand at another challenge, Ese’s Weekly Shoot & Quote Challenge – MusicMusic is something near and dear to my heart so I love this challenge. Here is a photo I took back in 2012 with a quote I found and which sings to me.

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 Ese’s Weekly Shoot & Quote Challenge – Music