Author: pixellogia

On a day when we put flowers on graves, I decided to fold a bunch of paper flowers. Fortunately, none of these are on a grave.

It was a good day today. I got to spend time on the bike, with a headwind (which I always attribute to Matt). I get to ride with some amazing people and I am pretty lucky.

Today I made a star for all of the stars that I get to associate with the Huntsman Heroes.

I wanted to do something special today. I have taken 200 photos and am starting on the last 100. Today I decided to take one just for my brother.

Some time ago, I was writing letters and emails to some people that were important to me. At the time I didn’t think that this was going to be one of the final times I got to say some things like that to my brother. But I mentioned how he used to drive me to school and he even attempted to turn me into a cool kid (not that he had much success there). He replied that that was when we were young and the world was ours.

We were young and bright-eyed and optimistic. We had big ideas and plans. He still had big plans up to the very end. I would venture to guess that many people that have lost loved ones too young have the same kind of memories. So this is to you, the ones who dreamed and lost. To you who keep going on despite the loss. And to you who are still fighting despite it all.

It’s Thursday and the beginning of a long weekend. So, while this might not be the bluebird of happiness, I’m going to label him the brown bird of relaxation.

It has been raining all week, as you all know if you live around here. I decided to take my 150-600mm lens out of its case for a shot or two. The moisture is good and needed but it sure is getting in the way of bike riding. I’m not going to lie, even though I’ve done the Huntsman 140 before I am getting a little nervous about the training due to all the rainy days that I’m not out on the bike.

On a dark and rainy day I felt like a little color was in order.

Glad you decided to check out the picture of the day. I felt like today was an origami day, so I folded some fish. Because, if wishes were fishes we’d all have a paper cut. I think that is how that goes.

Fish swim in schools. We all have them. Our friends and families, people we like or want to like, people we work with. We hope that none of them get netted or eat a worm (even if it isn’t on a hook). Our schools are important and they are important to us.

So, this little school of fish goes out to my little school of fish. The ones I wouldn’t want to swim without. You know who you are!

I pulled out the macro lens again today. I like the effect you can get of a super shallow depth. There is just a very narrow band and everything in front or behind it starts to blur. The green centers of the blooms is what I was interested in so the petals on the bigger flowers that get closer to the lens or farther away start to just fade into each other.

Sometimes when you focus really closely on something, everything around it starts to fade away. That can be a good thing when you need to concentrate, but if it becomes the norm, life gets thrown out of focus and things get blurry.

Crayons give lousy resolution. Can you tell that this was supposed to be a bear? If not, oh well, you win some you lose some.

Yesterday there were just some stems that seemed to say, “Feed me, Semour.” Today some poppies had broken out of their shells and into the light of day. This one was hiding in the shadow of a baby oak tree that is going to have to be dug out.

Every time that I see the poppies bloom it reminds me of the poem In Flanders Fields. It’s a pretty depressing poem. The poppies only bloom for a short time. They are pretty while they last, but they are gone way too soon. Like the people in the poem. Like people who get cancer and pass away too soon.