Weekly Photo Challenge – Grid

One of the things I love about the weekly photo challenge is it forces me to look at the world around me differently.  When the word Grid comes to mind I first think of the Electrical Grid, then the grid of my quilt cutting board.  Leaving for my grandson’s 5th birthday party I saw examples of grid in the line of fences and their shadows, criss-crossing electrical lines and iron work designs.  Unfortunately, the driver was unwilling to stop along the way to take photos.

Lucky for me the party place had plenty examples and that is what I will share.

Looks like a fun grid to me.
Looks like a fun grid to me.

Many of us have been to these party locations.  This particular one had a high wire rope walk that is formed of a wood and rope grid.  And don’t forget the grid work in the walls and windows.  It is grid heaven!!!

Layers of grid and shadows
Layers of grid and shadows

And at the basketball shoot we have layers of grid and shadow.

Looking at it close
Looking at it close

And then there is the grid that captures the attention of all the party goers.

Forgive the filter, but they were more interesting this way.
Forgive the filter, but they were more interesting this way.

The toy grid!!!  Sadly, no stuffed animals left the party with our group but a great time was had by all.

Grid

A Sideline Nana

Watching from the sidelines has been in my blood for a long time.  First as a mother and now has a Nana.  I always had, and still have, my camera at my side.  Now most parents have their phones at the ready to video everything.  I prefer my snapshots or moments.

Love that he took time to throw a wave my way.
Love that he took time to throw a wave my way.
It is so important to have fun!
It is so important to have fun!

There is a soft spot in my heart for the early sports teams.  They were so thrilled to be dressed in their team shirts, playing with their friends.  Not sure what they were doing, but having fun.

It actually looks like they know what they are doing.
It actually looks like they know what they are doing.

Saturday morning was the first day for a new season.  New team, new shirts, new friends.  So exciting!  And Dunkin Donuts for a team treat!  Woo Hoo!

Game over and time for treats!
Game over and time for treats!

Wonder what college sports would be like if they offered a box of apple juice and cookies at half time?

Weekly Photo Challenge – Monochromatic

This particular theme is very difficult for me.  I rarely shoot anything in the monochromatic range.  But I will search through my archives and see what I can find.

Eggplant anyone?
Eggplant anyone?

Not exactly monochromatic… but????

hornets nest pe sm

A hornets nest…

snow_trees_fr_sm

A snowy day..

Rhinos at rest
Rhinos at rest

tortoise_2008 framed

Then there’s this old guy.

starfish framed

One of my old favorites

bot gar 1

Maybe not so much?

lea patterns 8_9_209

Ahh… I think this might be it.

Monochromatic

I remember…

Fourteen years ago today… it was a Tuesday.  School was in session.  There were 5th graders in the computer lab.  We were busy at work, students chattering on task and off.  A typical morning.  And then Sister walked in.  My first thought was she was here to observe, but something about her demeanor clued me in it was more than that.  She hurried over and in a whisper asked me to turn on the television.  The television was located in the teacher workspace and was facing away from the students.  I turned it on and was immediately confused and horrified.  Was this really happening?

On the screen I saw the scene we all have etched in our memories.  The Twin Towers under attack.  One of the towers had already been hit.  There was smoke everywhere.  We stood speechless.  Watching.  Horrified.  Helpless.  Not believing what we were seeing, but knowing it was true.  And then, another plane seemed to slowly plow into the other tower.  We both cried out and the students looked up.  I went over to them and moved around the room checking on their progress.  Needing a few minutes to compose myself.  The students finished their work and filed back to their classrooms.

Sister and I stood together and watched the horrific scene unfold.  News of another plane in Washington D.C.  And another airplane unaccounted for.  What was happening?  One airplane is a tragic accident.  Four?  Are there more?  How do we handle this with the students?  Do we make an announcement?

Luckily, the school was a Catholic School, located next to a church.  We were encouraged to make use of the Adoration Chapel to reflect and pray.  And we all did.

I also remember how it was in the months following.  The unity, the caring, the sharing of a country unified together.  It is sad that it takes a tragedy to unite people together.

I remember…

Share Your World – Week #36

Always love these questions!

If you were a pen, what type, style and color would you be? A medium tip Sharpie in a deep purple.  

How many languages do you you speak?  Really just one.  I can speak un poco Español.  I am ashamed of this fact.

Are you a listener or talker?  I can be both, but I tend toward listening.

Rather Have: Which would you rather have, 2 million dollars or true love?  I know I am supposed to answer true love.  I would rather be loved than have 2 million dollars.  True love?  Eh.  I prefer the love of my family and my husband.  Is it True?  Who knows.  It is warm, it is forgiving, it is filled with laughter and hugs.  That is the love that is worth more than 2 million dollars.

Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?  I am always grateful for the love and presence of my family.  I was especially grateful for the visit of my two grandsons.  I felt so blessed to have that special time with them.  I look forward to more family time with all of my kids and grandkids.

Click here if you are interested in participating in Share Your World

Why Am I Here?

Sounds pretty heavy, but don’t read to much into it.  The question is asking why am I here in the blogosphere.  What am I trying to say?  What do I hope to accomplish? The answer is … I don’t really know.  Lame, right?

Why am I here?  I started blogging way back in the 90’s.  I used a site out of England that I stumbled on, I can’t even remember the name of it.  I was following a photographer.  He graciously walked me through many of the steps.  There was a lot more html involved back then. I wasn’t quilting or knitting then so it was mostly the lure of photography that got me out there.

In 2001 my last child flew the coop and all of a sudden I had a lot of time on my hands.  Enter knitting and quilting and all kinds of doors opened.  I met many great online friends.  A few I have actually visited.  It’s strange when you physically meet someone.  There is no awkwardness, after all, you’ve been having a conversation for quite a while.  It’s like meeting an old friend.

I was excited when I found WordPress.  There was another community.  Knitters, quilters, photographers, readers, you name it.  It was more flexible than some of the other blogging options.

What am I trying to say?  There is no one direction on my blog.  I love the photo challenges and seeing other people’s perspective.  The international scope of some of the challenges is especially thrilling.

My quilting is a hobby, not an art form or a way to make a living like many of the quilting blogs.  The same can be said of the knitting.  I am working on the same blanket I was over a year ago.

So, my message is not clear.  I don’t even chronicle my life… that could be messy!  I guess my title shows what I was thinking when I started this particular blog.  The Best Years Are….  Are they ahead?  Behind me?  Or are they right now?  I guess I show snippets of my life… no bad stuff.. that would be a downer now wouldn’t it?  Should I dare?

What do I hope to accomplish?  I guess my expectations were low.  I just wanted to connect.  Whether through photography, quilting, knitting or just being a parent and grandparent.  I have done some of that, but not as much lately.  My blogging friends are the old ones.  I haven’t really put it out there much lately.

I intentionally didn’t use photographs this time.  I find we get lazy and just look at the photos and not the words.  So, this is where I start.

Weekly Photo Challenge – Connected

When I started this post it was going in a totally different direction.  Before I finished we were blessed with a visit from my two youngest grandchildren… both boys.  When they arrive they immediately tackle the stairs to Nana’s play space.  This is where I knit and sew and play on my computers.  It is also where they play.  It is filled with the toys of my sons’ childhood.  There are legos, duplos, wooden trains, Playmobile sets and matchbox cars.  Everything that can feed an imagination.  The youngest child is just starting to move from chasing balls and pushing things to playing with smaller toys.

M trying to connect duplos for the first time.
M trying to connect duplos for the first time.

Like all boys everywhere, Legos and Duplos are great building blocks for the imagination.  But first you have to learn how to “connect” them.  It may seem simple but it requires a little something from your fine motor skills.

Getting the hang of it.
Getting the hang of it.

He was working very hard to build something.  Learning is all about connecting.  Connecting bits of information in a way that makes a concept understandable.

Success
Success

Joy and Pride!  He has figured out how the connection works and is well on his way to creating new adventures.  Just like his dad before him, he wants to share each and everyone of his creations.  And I am his #1 fan.

Connected