January 10, 2018

The sun beckoned us out to take a walk in the woods.  It was a welcome respite from the stretch of bitter cold weather we'd been having.  The three of us caught up on each other's lives, relishing the time spent together.


January 11, 2018

Patiently he waits for me to complete my morning yoga practice.  He likes to be wherever I am, my little shadow.


January 12, 2018

Fog greeted me this morning, so thick I was unable to see down to the end of our road.  It cast an eerie feeling over landscape and I hurried back inside to the warmth of our home.  Rain arrived shortly thereafter, turning the snow into a memory.


January 13, 2018

Dinner at the new sushi place in town.  The line cook on the right spent most of our time there perfecting his skill at creating the perfect first layer of rice.  Gathering a ball of sticky rice in his hands, he'd pat it over and over before smoothing it down onto a bamboo mat.  Satisfied (or not), he would then gather it up, toss it out and begin once more.  


January 14, 2018

I awoke this morning to a soft light easing into our bedroom window.  It was a gentle start to my Sunday.


January 15, 2017

These hang over the kitchen table throughout the Christmas season.  I am not yet ready to put them away until next year.  Snowflakes last all winter, right? 


January 16, 2018

Hydrangeas in winter.  Seeking beauty on a bitterly cold day, I realized I needed to go no further than outside my front door.  


January 17, 2018

An unexpected snow day.  Piano was canceled so I was able to work in the studio all morning.  I'm trying my hand at making my own collage paper using a Gelli plate.  I had mixed results but keep reminding myself that I am a beginner and this is part of the learning process.


January 18, 2018

There are still reminders of Christmas around our house.  The snowmen stay up until March and the candles are lit each night until the evenings grow shorter.  Small comfort and joy scattered here and there cheer me during the long winter nights.


January 19, 2018

Late afternoon tea.  Because of his long commute we usually don't eat dinner until 7:30 or later, and on Fridays he likes to have a glass of scotch beforehand which means dinner is often served at 8:00.  A steaming cup of tea and a small treat tides me over until dinner is served.


January 20, 2018

I began this project with the intent to improve my photography skills.  I am quickly realizing that some days I will be hard press to find a photo to share.  It has been a hard, cold winter and I have not been going on walks as much as I do the other seasons of the year so I am forced to find inspiration at home.  In this photo I was hoping to capture the shadow of the cactus as well as the contrast between the light and dark.  I am not pleased with the result but because I promised myself that I would share even the so-so photos I am posting this one.  


January 21, 2018

Behind our barn there is a small woodpile sitting amongst the brush.  It caught my eye today as we were walking to the small restaurant down the road for breakfast so when we returned home I grabbed my camera and took some shots.  This one is my favorite.  I like how well focused it is and the mixture of textures found in the logs.  I am learning that through the lens of my camera I am capturing beauty that is not always evident to my naked eye.

January 22, 2018

I once read that a photographer often needs to take dozens of shots before she captures the image that speaks to her heart and I am rapidly learning that this is true.  There is a stillness in this photograph that reflects how I was feeling as I was capturing the image.  Love.

January 23, 2018

The sun made an appearance late this afternoon, bringing with it temperature in the 50's  It felt so good not to have a chill in my bones as I stepped outside.  The first thing I noticed was how the sun illuminated this small leaf by the side of the house.  I am learning that late afternoon is an ideal time to capture the light.


January 25, 2018

Plant. Hope. Grow. Love.

I have photographed this cupboard often, usually head on because I like the way the light plays across it in the morning.  This time I decided to play with my perspective, shooting instead from the side of the cupboard, capturing the ornament that hangs from the knob.  The light is so fleeting in my house that I often find myself following it throughout the day, 


January 26, 2018

Finally we have a day where the sun is shining and the roads are dry enough to go for a walk.  Popeye and I stay in the neighborhood taking our usual route, down the road and up again, and then up the street that runs perpendicular to ours.  I am quickly out of breath and realize I need to make more of an effort to exercise.  This road once led to nowhere, just acres and acres of forest that we were assured when we bought our home would always stay that way.  Unfortunately, the realtor was wrong.  The land was sold to a developer and now there are cookie cutter homes lining the street.  

We head back down the road and turn into the driveway of our absentee neighbors.  They live in the city and rarely use the house anymore so Popeye and I often walk up their long dirt driveway, enjoying the quiet and being off the main road.  Their drive way is lined with pines, many of them hosting these tiny cones.  


January 27, 2018

A trip to the city to see Hello Dolly.  I so rarely take selfies, often choosing to obscure my image one way or the other.  


January 28, 2018

I'm not happy with any of the shots I took today but because I vowed to post a photograph a day I settle on this one.  I'm not sure why I don't like it, it could be the composition, but most likely it is because my heart wasn't in it when I took the shot.  I was feeling very uninspired all day and am quickly learning that my state of mind is often reflected in the photographs I take.


January 29, 2018

It isn't uncommon to find reminders of Christmas throughout our house during January and February.  This ornament has been hanging around on the windowsill waiting for me to pack him away with the others.  Even after snapping the shot I leave him on the sill, enjoying his whimsical presence.


January 30, 2018

It snowed during the night and we were greeted this morning by a winter wonderland.  One lesson I am learning is that if I see a shot that appeals to me I need to take it right away.  I loved how the snow is tucked into the crevices of the rock wall, the contrast between dark and light, rough stone covered by soft snow.  I played with this shot a lot, trying to decide the aperture I wanted to use.  I finally settled on this one because I liked how it starts out unfocused and then in focus and out again.  An hour after taking this shot I looked out the window and saw that the snow was already beginning to melt away from the stones.


January 31, 2018

He's ready for his closeup.  



February 1, 2018

To anyone else she is merely a philodendron but to me she symbolizes a cherished memory.  My grandmother loved plants but because her apartment in Queens received limited light throughout the day she favored the hardiness of this shade loving plant.  My grandparents lived in a railroad apartment above my grandfather's fish store.  Basically a series of rooms that flowed one into the other front to back, there were only two sets of windows.  One was in their bedroom overlooking the boulevard below, and the other was in the kitchen.  This is where she kept them, on top of the kitchen cabinets, over the sink, side by side on a cart stand.  The kitchen is where we would all congregate, parents, aunts, uncles and cousins, chatting over Entenmann's danish ring and coffee, the limited sunlight streaming through the windows, a pot of sauce bubbling on the stove.  I now have two, one on this window sill and one on the sill over my kitchen sink. They remind me of my grandmother, beloved and missed.


February 2, 2018

It snowed during the night, leaving a dusting over the trees, bushes, stone walls that surround our house.  I grab my camera and start taking shots of a nondescript bush in the back garden, one I hardly pay attention to throughout the year but in the morning light sparkles with diamonds.  I am already learning so much by taking a picture (or two or three) a day.  I'm paying more attention to composition, with the direction of the light, with contrast.  I am happy that I began this project.


February 3, 2018

We decide to go visit the land we have purchased for when we retire and are surprised by how much snow there is in northwest Connecticut.  Neither of us thought to bring our snowshoes and we wish we had.  On our way home we decide to stop by Bull's Bridge to see if there is still evidence of the ice jam that occurred a few weeks ago.  Because of the dam the water is flowing freely and there are no longer signs of the earlier flooding.


February 4, 2018

The past two winters we have been surprised to find robins visiting our yard.  When I googled 'robins in winter' I learned that most robins do not migrate but rather spend most of the winter hunkered down together in bushes and trees, their diet mostly consisting of berries and fruit.  As a matter of fact, worms make up only about 15% of their diet!

I'm not happy with this shot; the robin is a little out of focus, but I promised myself that I would post even the photos that I was disappointed in.  It's all part of the learning process, right?


February 5, 2018

Our house is a converted barn and still retains all the original post and beam work from 250 years ago.  Most of the beams have small nooks and crannies which I have filled over the years with little bits of whimsy such as buddha statues, Santas, small jewel boxes, etc.  In this nook rests a horseshoe my husband was given as a child.  What I like about this shot is that I captured the rough texture of the beam as well as the way the light illuminating the horseshoe.  


February 6, 2018

His name is Franklin, and is a gift from our niece who attends Franklin Pierce University.  He sits on the bannister in our family room and I have been trying for a while to get a good shot of how the sunlight falls over him each afternoon.  As always I am drawn to images with strong contrasts between shadows and light.  In this shot I also like the contrast between the softness of his fur and the smooth beam he rests against.


February 7, 2018

On rainy gray days like this one it is hard to find a subject to photograph, so I ventured out to the backyard early while there was still frost on the garden.  These strawberries continue to hold their own in spite of the cold snaps and snow.  I was unsure how to keep them over the winter so I placed the pot in a sheltered spot on our back patio.  So far so good.  


February 8, 2016

It was late in the evening when it occurred to me that I had not yet taken a photograph for the day.  We had been away all day to celebrate the life of a dear friend's mother who had passed away.  Try as I might I couldn't not quite get this subject in focus; perhaps I was holding the lens too close to the subject, was trying to be too clever with the angle of the shot?  It probably did not help that I had had wine earlier in the evening and was tired.  I even used autofocus and my lens kept whining in and out, trying to figure out just what it was I wanted it to focus on.  I couldn't blame it for it's complaining; I had approached the shot just wanting to fulfill my commitment to a photograph a day, and my impatience is reflected in this shot.  


February 10, 2018

Our piano had sat silently for many years in a corner of our family room, every since our daughter graduated from college and moved away from home.  Every so often I would sit on the bench and pluck out a tune on the keys...I had taken lessons for a few years as a preteen and still knew my way around an arpeggio...but for the most part its cover remained closed, its heart untuned.  

Last year I attended a poetry and art workshop facilitated by my watercolor teacher and a writer, whom I discovered also taught piano to children and adults.  I returned home from the workshop with a seed planted in my brain; why couldn't I take lessons?  Are we ever too old to learn something new?  I don't believe so. In fact, I believe that we never stop growing and learning and, as I begin to reach my 60th birthday believe more strongly than ever that the best way to remain young at heart is to learn something new.

It's so important to approach life with a beginner's mind, don't you think?


February 11, 2018

The day is gray and dreary, rain falling steadily and creating large puddles on the still frozen earth.  A stream is running down the side of the house, carving out a channel to flow on our gravel driveway.  I walk over to the window to look at my flooded garden and this bottle catches my eye, a reminder of a warm and sunny afternoon spent in Liwa, UAE with our oldest daughter many years ago.  We spent an afternoon roaming the desert, delighting in the warm coppery sand beneath our feet and marveling at how endless the terrain appeared.  At one point I dropped onto my back and made a sand angel, marveling at how soft and fine the sand was.  We scooped some up and put it into a cup to take home with us so we would always remember warmth of the sun, the softness of the sand, the joy of discovering a new part of the world together.


February 12, 2018

It has been such a dreary start to February that I decided tulips were necessary to bring some cheer into the house.  As much as I love winter this stretch of gray skies have put a damper on my enthusiasm and I find myself longing for spring.  


February 13, 2018

I love the clarity of this shot,  beautiful contrast between light and dark, the smoothness of the crystal against the rough texture of the pinecone.  

I have been taking so many still life photographs because it has been too cold and unpleasant to go exploring outside.  It is supposed to warm up by the end of the week; I hope to be able to go on a field trip and work on some landscape shots.  


February 14, 2018

Ah, Valentine's Day.  How do I love thee?  Let me count the ways...

This Valentine's Day I decided it was time to let my poor husband off the hook from having to take me out for a romantic dinner.  He is not a big fan of the holiday but he has always indulged me because he knows how much I like it.  Instead, I cooked him a lovely meal consisting of bruschetta with ricotta and sautéed mushrooms, boneless rib eye with (again) a mushroom wine sauce, roasted brussel sprouts and roasted tiny yellow potatoes and onions.  It was delicious, probably because of the extra helping of love I added to the recipe.  


February 15, 2018

A quiet view of my daughter's bedroom.  I often spend mornings up here reading and catching up on emails because of the lovely light.


February 16, 2017

I am painting again.  This week I moved most of my art supplies upstairs to our kitchen because it is too cold to work in my studio.  I don't know why I didn't think of doing this sooner.  I miss the light of my studio (it gets the most sun out of all the rooms in our home), but the space is poorly heated and I noticed it affected not me (some days I would be down there with a hat on my head) but also the quality of the paint.  Come spring I will move all the supplies back downstairs but for now this will allow me to create a routine.  


February 17, 2018

We head to New York, to the Red Hook section of Brooklyn.  There we meet our daughter's boyfriend for the first time and enjoy a lunch with the couple and our oldest daughter who is in the city for a conference.  We spend a fun afternoon, first having burgers at the Hope and Anchor, then visiting the wine shop next door where we pick out a number of bottles to bring home.  Our last stop was to Baked, my favorite bakery in Brooklyn.


February 18, 2018

We wake up to a blanket of snow covering the earth.  Normally this brings me such joy but the weatherman has warned us that the temps are rising.  The snow will be gone by tomorrow, followed by rain and two days of spring temperatures.  Am I the only one who is not quite ready for spring?  I miss the days when winter was winter all season long.  These up and down temperatures frustrate me.


February 19, 2018

Why a radicchio shot?  Because of the ridges, the contrast, the shimmer of moisture all make me pause and look more closely.  I see trees,  a red the color of sorrow, of heartbreak, the promise of renewal.  A rising up in how the branches reach for the sky.  Whoever thought I would be inspired by a simple vegetable?

February 20, 2018

I venture outside and (in spite of what I wrote above) I delight in the sun on my face and a day so warm that a coat is not necessary.  Looking around for inspiration, I settle on the moss scattered along the top of our stone wall.  I struggle with focusing when my subject is small and the surrounding terrain is so busy but I like how this turned out.  Looking at it makes me smile.

February 21, 2018

Went searching for inspiration in my backyard again today and these seedpods from my Yucca plant caught my eye.  Have you ever looked at them carefully?  I took a series of photographs and they made me laugh out loud; they reminded me of the musical "The Little Shop of Horrors" (what was the name of that plant again?).  I plan on writing a post on this series in my blog because I was so taken by how animated these pods are.  Who knew that something in decay could still hold so much life?


February 22, 2018

This was a day where I struggled to find inspiration.  I imagine I will have a lot of days like this and I think I need to start giving myself some challenges.  Perhaps one week only post photographs in black and white?  I know that a number of people who do these 365 day challenges use prompts provided by photography bloggers.  I have looked at some of those but find they don't inspire me.  I'm sure as the weather continues to improve and I am out and about more that I will find new subjects to shoot.  As for this photo, I do like the single shot of orange and  the contrast between light and dark.

February 23, 2018

These petals are what remain from what had been a lovely bouquet of tulips.  I went to freshen them this afternoon and one by one each stem released its hold on the petals.  It saddened me because I had only had them for a short while, but what could I expect from grocery bought flowers?  I did love how they fell alongside this book,  their brilliant vermillion color vibrant against the black of the table and book.   


February 24, 2018

I decided it was time to bring a little spring into the house into the house today.  Purple for Lent, amaryllis for new beginnings.  I love the promise of spring.  I'm ready.