March brings breezes loud and shrill,

Stirs the dancing daffodil.

~Sara Coleridge


March 1, 2018

It is another warm day, a teaser really as tomorrow we are expecting rain and snow.  My store-bought daffodils are in full bloom, adding a spot of sunshine to our family room.  It was my intent to post this picture in color but when I tried out the black and white filter I really liked how it changed the mood of the daffodils from cheery to wistful. 


March 2, 2018

The rain beats against the windows, blurring my view of our neighbor's meadow.  Inside we are cozy and thankful to not have anywhere to be this day.  As I sit and write I hear a peeping coming from the small windows that face the front yard.  I creep over and spy a purple finch, feathers fluffed, tucked close under the overhang in order to keep dry.  I try to get a picture but she hears me in spite of my stealthiness and flies off before I'm able.


March 3, 2018

Another cold and dreary day leaves me searching for inspiration and light in our home.  I settle on these onions, purposely leaving them out of focus in order to bring an element of sunshine into the shot.  I'm pleased with how this turned out.


March 4, 2018

What do I like about this shot?  The blurred background.  The punch of color provided by the label and blue netting.  The way my eye is drawn to the lower left hand corner of the frame.  The composition.  These cold and overcast days are presenting me with challenges to look at the ordinary in new ways.


March 6, 2018

Warmth.  This week I began a five day mini lesson by Michelle GD titled Turning the Lens on Self.  Our first prompt was warmth.  At the same time I am taking a Master Class by David DuChemin and this week's lesson is about making images about not of and how it is our vision that determines what lens we shall use, what POV, etc.  I have mainly been using my 50 mm lens when taking the pictures for this project and have not been considering whether it is the proper lens for the vision I have.  In spite of this I think today's shot is somewhat successful as I wanted to convey warmth through the softness of the shawl, the light coming through the window, the coffee cup in my hand.  


March 6, 2018

Strength.  This prompt got me thinking about my hands and what they are capable of.  They have soothed fevered foreheads, wiped away tears, created pieces of art, offered companionship and consolation.  They have applauded the success of others and have been joined together in prayer.  My hands show more age perhaps more than any other part of my body; they represent a life well lived, one that has had challenges as well as triumphs.  I love the contrast between the smooth texture of the tulips and the signs of aging in my hands.


March 9, 2018

The snow began early and I decided visit White Memorial State Park before the weather worsened.  By the time I arrived the initial snow had slowed to just a few light flurries and I was disappointed as I had wanted to get some good shots of snow.  Looking over the photographs I took while there I decided that this was my favorite.  I like the perspective on it, the way there is an inverted v starting at the bottom center of the picture and narrowing towards the middle, drawing the eye in.  The colors are appealing as well.  As I look at this picture I think of the Robert Frost poem, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening.


March 8, 2018

The snow intensified throughout the day yesterday and when I awoke it was to a winter wonderland.  It is a small miracle and blessing that we did not lose power during the night.  We lost a few branches but for the most part our trees held strong.  


March 9, 2018

This week I have joined Michelle GD and others in a one week project titled #turnthelensonself.  Today's prompt was ritual.  I make my bed every morning, finding comfort in the straightening and smoothing of sheets, the folding of quilts, the fluffing of pillows.  I read a story once where the main character compared the state of the marriage bed to the state of her relationship with her husband.  Her bed was hastily put together; sheets rumpled, bedskirt askew.  Our bed is made with care, love for my marriage imbued within each layer.


March 10, 2018

We took a walk up the hill to our property today, amazed by how much more snow Kent has than Woodbury.  We strapped on our snowshoes and took our time, pausing every so often to marvel at the quiet.  On the way down the hill I discovered this heart-leaf and of course had to take a snapshot.


March 11, 2018

There are some days when I have to resort to looking for inspiration around our house.  Today was such a day as I battled the effects of a migraine.  I recently took up knitting again and am in love with the autumn like colors of this yarn.  Fingers crossed that I am successful in completing this project!


March 12, 2014

A day where I was uninspired.  I just couldn't motivate myself to find an interesting subject and the day was overcast, leaving me with no opportunity to capture light.  I do love tulips, however, and am grateful for them during this wintry month.


March 13, 2014

What a difference a day makes.  Today we suffered through yet another nor'easter, the third in as many weeks, but the snow gave me so many options to photograph that I played all day.  It was hard to choose which shot to feature here but decided on this one, a return to my climbing hydrangea bush.  I feel that really captured an essence of quiet with this shot.  


March 14, 2018

The birds are congregating at the feeder this morning, cheering me with their song.  I set up my tripod and camera in order to capture them at feeder.  We have had two cardinal couples visiting all winter, a constant reminder of my father and brother.  Their visits comfort me.  


March 15, 2018

I go searching for signs of spring in a corner of the yard and these small mushrooms greet me.  Until I started taking photographs of nature I never realized just how beautiful they are.


March 16, 2018

Finally, snowdrops.  Spring is just around the corner.


March 17, 2018

St. Patrick's Day and we head to our friends' house for a traditional dinner of corned beef and cabbage.  We are greeted by their two golden retrievers and basset hound, who welcome us with wagging tails and wet snouts.  Molly takes a shine to my husband, hanging out by him while we visit.  

March 18, 2018

I had begun to worry that the day would pass without me finding any inspiration for today's photograph.  Luckily, the afternoon light provided me with this shot.  I love capturing light!  I love how it illuminates Popeye's toys in this photograph.  

March 19, 2018

I have been on the hunt for signs of spring.  As I walked out to the mailbox early this morning the light was falling on the branches of our forsythias beautifully so I hurried back in to grab my camera.  I am learning that I need to have the camera nearby for moments such as this, because the light is fleeting and if I dally my opportunity is lost.

March 20, 2018

I knit and knit, loving the soft texture of the yarn as it slides between my fingers and onto the needles.  For the first time in a while I am experiencing success as a knitter.  Usually I start, err, tear, repeat.  I'm glad I haven't given up.

March 21, 2018

They are calling for snow tomorrow, which worries me because my bleeding hearts have begun showing themselves, rising up from the winter's mulch to greet the sun.  Spring has begun and I am crossing my fingers that the snow will not show.

March 22, 2018

The snow delays then delays some more.  During the afternoon the sun briefly breaks through the dense clouds, casting a ray of light into the living room.  It's cold outside and windy as well and I am glad to be indoors.

March 23, 2019

So often the subject of my photographs is simply light.  I love how elusive it can be.  In this photograph, however, I am drawn to how only a small part of the composition is focused.  To me it appears that focus and light are engaged in a dance, my eye eventually settling on the small white flowers on the stalk.