My Photo of the Day - Photography is my passion and my stress reliever.
Today was a pretty stressful day and after leaving work late, I called home to tell my husband I was swinging by to look at the deer and then decided to go to the lake. There is nothing more relaxing than looking at God's masterpiece. No painting can compare to His artwork across the sky.
Even though I took an extra hour getting home, I was definitely relaxed and in a good mood.
Thank you God for this beautiful world we live in...we are blessed.
I hope you can relax a little by enjoying the photos from my lens to yours.
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Wednesday, September 10, 2014
Ground Zero, New York, Rembering 9-11-01
Last fall, I had the privilege of visiting the 9-11 Memorial in New York. It was a very sobering and emotional experience. As I touched the names of the individuals who had died in that very spot, I wondered about their lives and their families. Fathers, mothers, sisters, brothers, aunts, uncles, cousins...and the list goes on and on. The lives of their families forever changed that day.
May we always remember 9-11. May God fill the void of the those affected as only He can. Praying a special prayer today for the survivors and those that lost loved ones. May God wrap His arms around them and give them a peace that only He can supply.
Please God, cover us, the United States, with Your protection.
Monday, September 1, 2014
Bluegrass, back to my roots...From my lens to yours.
Mom, Kathy and I took our lawn chairs and joined the many others gathered to listen to the soulful music of bluegrass. There's nothing more soothing and relaxing than being kicked back, sitting in your lawn chair listening to the harmonious blend of voices. Dueling banjos, mandolins, fiddles, acoustic guitars, dobros, and bass fiddles are all part of this toe tapping, hand clapping, clogging kind of music.
Bluegrass festivals are great family entertainment. During a break in the entertainment, we listened to a group who pulled up their lawn chairs "jammin" and we were asked to join in the singing. It is a great family atmosphere where you never meet a stranger.
If you missed this year's festival, you can join in next year on Labor Day weekend. The festival starts on Thursday night and goes through Saturday evening.
Somewhere deep down inside this mountain girl is a desire to play the mandolin. Who knows, maybe some day I will learn to play and will sit and join in a "jammin" session. Maybe some day, I'll go back to my roots.
May the love of bluegrass be passed down for generations to come.
I hope you get a little glimpse of bluegrass and the camaraderie of folks, thru my lens.
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