Friday, September 20, 2013
For Your Viewing (and perhaps Reading) Pleasure . . .
Updated Saturday evening: My son texted me to say he'd enjoyed this post, but he thought I should tag the photos: #nofilter. And he's probably right -- most of you might have assumed some Photoshopping was used here (unless you recognize my low level of techi-ness). These photos are all strictly Mother Nature's doing. My Nikon just recorded what it "saw." Aren't the saturated colours amazing?
I have a few posts lined up, but they need more than a few minutes to finish, and this morning's glorious sunrise woke me up to a huge stack of papers that must get marked this weekend. Starting ten minutes ago.
If you're so inclined, and haven't had time yet, you could mosey through my posts on Sheryl Sandberg's Lean In -- the reader comments are worth digging into, really! And in between my marking, I'm writing a follow-up post, the first of several.
Not so long ago, I wrote this piece on memories of childhood triggered by a recent road trip. I was pleased with the post, and if you haven't read it yet, I'd be happy if you stopped by there.
There are also numerous What I Wore posts to browse -- I've generally tried to put these in the context of Why or When or Where I Wore, partly to justify the outfit posts after my pondering the phenomenon of Women of a Certain Age Posting WIW in this post (which I've been meaning to follow up on, but somehow haven't found the time yet.
For now, I'll leave you to wander while I head to my table with a green marking pen and a too-large bunch of not-quite-MLA/APA/Chicago-formatted papers.
And one last sunrise photo -- this one from yesterday morning. Isn't it wonderful what a different palette it offered from this morning's? This beauty, these variations on a theme, day after day. . .