Reaching my goal doesn’t prove what I’m made of. Not quitting when I get discouraged along the way, does.
On the first Wednesday of a month, Cee Neuner’s Mid-Week Madness Challenge is a macro photo. Her only stipulation is “please don’t give me bugs every week”. I’ve shared flowers and other things, but not usually bugs. I tend to give them a wide berth. But I was enthralled with this little lady who didn’t let her size discourage her from reaching her goal.
Perseverance is the secret of all triumphs.Victor Hugo
Since it’s the last Wednesday of the month, Cee Nuener’s Mid-Week Challenge asked for photos related to Spring or Fall, and in an effort to fall in love with Fall as summer wanes, I decided it would be fun to revisit it, from 10 years ago. I was just beginning to learn more about photography than taking family photos. That Thanksgiving weekend, I spent a lovely, sunny afternoon with my Dad and kids.
First we went to the park to see how low the Falls had dropped.
It was so low, we could walk on the riverbed.
Then we went to woods to just wander around.
We stopped by the river north of town and found this fellow enjoying the sunshine too.
That same weekend, I went for a walk down the road with my Mom, to burn off some of that green tomato pie.
Here’s to the twilight, Here’s to the memoriesSwitchfoot, Souvenirs
These are my souvenirs, a mental picture of everything…
Here’s to your bright eyes shining like fireflies
These are my souvenirs, a memory for a lifetime.
His name is Earl.
He decided to hang around poolside when Big Guy and I went for his final swim. After posing for pics, we left him alone for a nap.
About 20 minutes later, I noticed Earl fighting for his life in the water. I grabbed the skimmer, fished him out and put him in the sun to dry off.
I’m not sure, but as we dried off and wished him farewell, I think Earl winked.
“You don’t have to be my friend. I’ll train you.”-Unknown
From sunrise to sunset, my rose of sharon trees are buzzing with activity – honey bees, bumblebees, wasps…and an occasional humming bird. They are all enjoying the glorious sun while it lasts, and preparing for winter’s deep slumber.
Let us not go hurrying about and collecting honey, bee-like buzzing here and there for a knowledge of what is not to be arrived at, but let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive, budding patiently under the eye of Apollo, and taking hints from every noble insect that favours us with a visit –John Keats
sap will be given us for meat and dew for drink.
It’s a small world and we share it with small creatures. Take great care!
“Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty.”Albert Einstein