I just about froze my fingers off on our local pier in White Rock, BC yesterday. It was grey, cold and wet, but I’m on a deadline for a new series of photos, and I had to brave the elements. There were slim pickin’s for my shots, so I was grateful to this sea gull, who really didn’t mind it when I walked up and shoved a camera in its face. I’m hoping the sun will stick around long enough for me to get some better shots today. Cross your fingers.
Who knew that these delightful little aggregated drupelets could save me from running down my street screaming obscenities at the top of my lungs. You see, I don’t do winter very well. At least not Pacific Northwest winters, full of grey heavy skies that insist on dropping all their contents all over the place, constantly! The only things that ease the gloom are these delicious raspberries that remind me of warm, sunny summer sunshine! And thank God for yogurt too. The perfect companion for raspberries! Oh, and chocolate too…
This is the kind of toy I used to love as a kid. I would build entire towns in my sandbox with little metal backhoes, and then cruise the streets with my hot wheels! Those were the days when “thong” was something you wore on your feet! It took me a while to relearn that word. When my kids started screeching in horror whenever I’d tell them to go put on their thongs, I knew things would never be the same.
When I was a child, there was nothing more exciting than getting a brand new box of crayons. I loved the box with the little sharpener, the smell of the wax, and all the amazing colors. Sigh.
I grew up in a working-class home, so it was a BIG deal getting that box. My mom would do without things for herself, just to make sure that I had art supplies. Color and creativity run in my veins, and I’m grateful for that gift, because it means I never get bored for long.
Today the rain is pounding down outside, and we’ve all got cabin fever with nowhere to go. So when my daughter asked for my help setting up a blog about makeup, my creative juices came to life. It appears that my girl has the same love of colors as I did when I was her age. The medium is different, but the passion is the same. This is a shot of one of her many, many, many M.A.C. makeup palettes.
Immersed in intoxicating colors…a pretty sweet way to spend an afternoon.