Moving Day

I know of no other way to perfection but love. ~ St. Therese Of Lisieux

It’s moving day. I am taking the leap today, moving this blog over to my new website. I’m in the thick of designing a space that combines my new passion for photography along with my paintings and other aspects of my creative life. It’s not done and I’m not ready, my perfectionist tendencies have turned what I thought might be a 3 week project into 3 months of fussing.

The new site is not perfect, but I love where it’s going and I look forward to your feedback. You have helped shape this blog. I’m grateful that you find time to stop in and visit and I hope you join me at my new cyber home. The new blog/website will continue to have random posts that blend of my photography & thoughts in hopes of evoking something new in me or you.

Click here to join me at my NEW website christinecreate.com I’m excited to share my new home with you.

Frog & Fly

Up high, the flies are playing,

And frolicking, and swaying.

The frog thinks: Dance! I know

You’ll end up here below.

~ Wilhelm Busch

All the critters are coming out to play. When the frogs come out, the sound of 100’s of them croaking at the same time can drown out all other sounds … it amazes me how loud they are. When I get to the edge of the water to find the frogs they tend to jump in and disappear, this guy was more curious than afraid.

I have been spending way too much time outside the last couple of weeks. The weather has been incredible, a dose of summer at the beginning of spring. At some point I’ll catch up with my photo sorting and share the bounty, but it’s just too nice out to be inside, today it may get up to 86° whoo hooo!

P.S. I know many of you can not comment. Thanks for trying, I’m not sure what the problem is?  I have an appointment today with my computer guy. If he can’t fix the issue, I’ll be transferring over to my new website in hopes of solving the problem. My site is still a work in progress, but if it solves this issue it will be worth it.

Mother MOMA

The industrial age is ending, and a new one is beginning. It produces art instead of stuff and it rewards gracefulness.

…the future belongs to the breathtaking.~ Seth Godin

Yesterday I felt like I was entering Mother Natures Modern Museum. There were literally thousands of spider webs floating in my fog filled yard. It was such a beautiful installation that appeared overnight thanks to the fog and dew. These magical conditions revealed hundreds and hundreds of intricate sculptures draped on branches, wrapped around weeds, and tucked into trees. It was heavenly.

This section of the back yard had web shapes that reminded me of modern artists like Frank Gehry, his buildings mesmerize. The intricate detailed construction also reminded me of dutch artist Theo Jansen, have you seen his kinetic sculptures?

Now I need to decide if I spend time sorting another collection or do I go outside in the beautiful weather. It’s such a fun time of year to hike with my dog & my camera, he’s busy sniffing out the new critters, while I’m busy finding so many tiny treasures dancing in the sunlight asking to have their photo taken.

Trifecta

Joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls. ~ Mother Teresa

New Dew Spider

I had the most amazing morning, a photographer’s trifecta … fog + dew + webs! I spent over 3 hours wandering in the fog taking shots at every turn. I burned through two fresh camera batteries and loved getting hot and sweaty from the workout. I was squatting, bending, even climbing to capture webs and so much more. I had no desire to come back inside until the fog burned off and it lasted sooooo long – YEAH!

This straight out of the camera photo is one of my favorites. I love the way the two largest drops of dew become the eyes of a new kind of spider 🙂 I have so many more to sort and not just from today, yesterday was unseasonable warm and so many little critters were out and about. I am so excited to organize some new posts. I’ll be back soon, until then … happy early spring. I hope its warm and wonderful where ever you are today.

Holy

For everything that lives is holy, life delights in life. ~ William Blake

Beginning to Bud

Obstacle Course

Slingshot

Sun Drenched

Puzzle Piece

Holy

Have a Beauty ✻ Filled Day.

Springing Forward

In the right light, at the right time, everything is extraordinary. ~ Aaron Rose

Mini-microphones

Dried Daisies

Floating Feather

Beautiful Burn

A Spring in his Step

I love springing forward ~ more time to hike.

Do it for Half-an-Hour a Day

Alice laughed. “There’s not use trying,” she said: “one can’t believe impossible things.””I daresay you haven’t had much practice,” said the Queen. “When I was your age, I always did it for half-an-hour a day. Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”  ~ Lewis Carrol

filling up & flaring out

alice’s new mirror

slurpee!

sit & stretch

fill & frame

Wow, what a week. It’s been a wacky, wild, weird week? I’m not sure if it’s the energy of the full moon along with the solar flares but something is helping me to believe some things I thought were impossible … perhaps it’s the friends & family who believe in me when I forget how to believe in myself?

Grateful to all of you ❤

How was your week?

My Messenger

Messenger

My work is loving the world.
Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird —
equal seekers of sweetness.
Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums.
Here the clam deep in the speckled sand.

Are my boots old? Is my coat torn?
Am I no longer young, and still not half-perfect? Let me
keep my mind on what matters,
which is my work,

which is mostly standing still and learning to be
astonished.
The phoebe, the delphinium.
The sheep in the pasture, and the pasture.
Which is mostly rejoicing, since all ingredients are here,

which is gratitude, to be given a mind and a heart
and these body-clothes,
a mouth with which to give shouts of joy
to the moth and the wren, to the sleepy dug-up clam,
telling them all, over and over, how it is
that we live forever.

~ Mary Oliver ~

It was one of those rare weather afternoons … pouring rain and the sun was shining through. I was on the porch, staying dry, having fun with my camera …I didn’t get many photos. My 13-year-old dog (who still thinks he is 2) found one of his toys and jogged over. Who could resist that face. He can hardly get up some mornings, his arthritis is awful, yet when he is outside with his toys he forgets all of that.

I put down my camera and got soaking wet playing fetch in the rain with my dog, it was so worth it. Sunrise has been a constant messenger for me to play, to drop everything I think I need to do, to let go and have some real FUN!

Who (or what) is your Messenger?

Create a Poem

Art is the most intense mode of individualism that the world has known.~ Oscar Wilde

It’s time to curl up on the on the couch and create-a-poem. Using the visual inspiration from the photos above – CREATE a poem.

• It could be a combination of one word captions inspired by each photo.
• Each line of the poem could be a phrase created by each photo.
• It could be any form of poetry or word play you choose, inspired by the photos.

I came up with this idea on a whim and it has become one of my favorite practices. I’m looking forward to reading a photo-poem by you in the comments.

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Jewels

The earth is like a beautiful bride who needs no manmade jewels to heighten her loveliness. ~Kahlil Gibran

ICE cream cone

Strawberry

Boot & Bird

Drop

Glacier

Glitter

Up

Down

Spot On

Polar Bear

Sliding Sideways

 Have a Beauty ✻ Filled Day.