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I inherited all of my athletic abilities from my father. He was a star athlete in multiple sports when he was young (football, basketball, baseball, waterskiing, track) and later in life he transitioned into playing softball for a few teams. I can remember going to watch him when I was a tiny little thing and how thrilling I found sitting on the bench in the dugout with his teammates while I watched him play. He loaned me his glove in law school when I was playing for our school team in the law school softball tournament in Virginia. This glove has made a lot of tremendous catches (including a game-winning diving catch that shattered my dad's finger and sent him to the hospital). And it's perfectly worn. He keeps it on a shelf in his library now. A reminder of his glory days, I think.
Prints of this photo are for sale in my etsy shop!
Musically Challenged: Bob Seger - Fine Memory
01/21/2010
We bought a home. We move in 2 weeks.
New beginnings.
Fresh start.
I'm all smiles. (out of focus smiles.)
Limitless undying love which
shines around me like a million suns
It calls me on and on across the universe
Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Jai guru deva
Jai guru deva
- The Beatles
I just joined the Musically Challenged group and am ridiculously excited. No, really! I've been using lyrics for every.single.one of my SPs this year, so the group couldn't be more perfect for me.
I gave this image a little more "pizzazz" than I usually would; I felt that it fit. Or maybe it's the lack of sleep thinking for me. :)
Musically Challenged: Squeaky is about to have her Baby Week!
Week 70: January 30-February 5
Sending SqueakyPeach (Heather) good luck on her first moments in mommy-hood!! I was so disgustingly happy to see this song featured on your list...it's one of my favorites as well!
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...doh. Just realized while "fiddling" around with my camera earlier I screwed up the time. I just took this earlier!
In a quiet, pleasant meadow,
Beneath a summer sky,
Where green old trees their branches waved,
And winds went singing by;
Where a little brook went rippling
So musically low,
And passing clouds cast shadows
On the waving grass below; ---Louise May Alcott
- Donora, Shhh
Yep. The snow is still falling. We're finally getting some winter. My fingers were numb for a good five minutes after this shoot.
My early morning hearing tomorrow was adjourned, so now I can work from home instead of getting up at 4am to try to drive through the blizzard to court. *jumps for joy*
**Explored**
365 Days (self portraits): Day 315
Musically Challenged: Donora - Shhhh
"What you love is your own power
What you live is your own story"
~Rush - Something For Nothing
Moegly suggested that I enter this in a little photo contest, so I did. If you like it, you can vote here:
Adagio: would knock politely at amara's door. the gesture gentle and polite. she'd step back from teh door, her crystal clera voice chiming musically against the steel door. "Hello there darling, I brought you something." She'd smile gently taking a small piece of genger and rubbing it briefly on a few spots around her neck and behind her ears like a perfume.
Amara unshackled the handcuff binding her to the suitcase and opened the door. Immediately, she slanted her head to give the slender women a gentle welcoming kiss. "Long time no see, love. I brought a few things for you as well." Her eyes narrowed lightly at the scent of ginger on Adagio's neck, a light approving hum coming from her lips. "How have you been?"
Adagio: would give a soft smile to amara, a bright smile coming to her face feeling the lips against hers. she'd linger with the kiss for a few minutes just enjoying teh feeling, it had been too long."thank you very much darling, but the only thing you needed to bring was yourself." She'd smile gently giving a soft smile. "Well I've been good. been focusing les son my muscles and mor eon ballet and cardio. I won't be putting you thos egrueling weight routines unless you want to do that anymore. This also means fewer situps."
Amara chuckled at this, letting her arms settle around the other's hips. "I don't mind the sit-ups so much now. After the physicals the board put me through, those workouts were likely more beneficial than I realized." Her head motioned to the boxes. "Most of that stuff is for the Pack or the hospital, given what hasn't already been delivered. Various types of katanas, kunai, and other fine weaponry courtesy of the Japanese branch." As she spoke, she seemed to sway gingerly with a gentle smile on her face. "I missed you, Adagio."
Adagio: would smile a little bit giving a soft chuckle. "Well that's good to know, Im glad that the torture I put you through seems to have made a difference. We'll still do thos ethen, just not so many, Im trying to lose my ten pack actually. I spoke with temp, and well I realized that I looked prettier slim, than bulging. Especially since i prefer ballet rather than weights." She'd smile a little bit giving amara another soft kiss. "Oh you hav eno idea how much I misse dyou darling. in fact, i'd like to welcome you back properly if you're not against it?" she'd smile gently her bright sapphire eyes flicking to the bed.
Amara bit her lip at the suggestion, her hands clenching slightly on Adagio's belt. Every fiber of desire in her seemed to react with glee to Adagio's advance, but the hybrid had something else on her mind, something more important to her. "Umm before that," she'd step backwards, holding Adagio's hands in front of her. "I'd like to give you my vows first…since the opportunity was missed before I left." Amara raised the slender woman's hands, kissing both softly.
Adagio: would smile gently, her cheeks turning a deep shade of red. She'd smile gently a soft flutter rising up from her stomach at the statement. "Amara, i'd lovefor you to give me your vows. thank you."
Amara chuckled at the slow reddening flush of Adagio's cheeks, but took a few breaths to regain her composure. She just wanted to get through it all without crying. "I…It was a joy and a bit of gamble to ask you out back when we were coworkers. Relationships had always been a thing I shied away from…because of my own inner demons with what I was." She looked down a moment, her thumbs rubbing over Adagio's hands slowly. "Never had anyone showed me the kind of affection and love that you opened my heart to. It's allowed me to blossom as a person, as a lover, and as a caretaker." A slight crack in her voice was quickly put in check. She was not going to cry…not yet anyway.
Adagio: would sjust smile warmly, her thumbs slowly rolling over amara's fingers in her hand, the strong fingers feeling like they belonge din her grasp. her gaze would be kind and loving, the bright blue eyes filled with love and affection.
"I know I resisted heavily when you proposed to me, but it was only because I couldn't believe someone would see me in that manner. With all the oddities and uncertainties about me…" Amara admitted. No watery eyes yet, she'd glance over at the table where they had spoken often over tea and the occasional salad. "We have both spent a good portion of our lives in search of different things. Answers to internal questions and the like, but finding each other…that alone provided in a way answers to questions we'd never realized we had. Could I trust this person? Can I love this person? I never used to think of such things."
Adagio: would just smile softly, a few tears coming gently toher eyes, carrying the sweet biting scent of fresh ginger with them. She'd be smiling though, happier than any other time in her life, for once absolutely speechless at the devotion amara was showing to her.
Amara leaned forward, lightly kissing a few of the tears on Adagio's cheek as they streamed down. The fact Adagio was more emotional seemed to calm her down. "I vow to treasure you, this intelligent, glorious woman called Adagio with a uniquely logical mind. I vow to be honest, to not keep secrets. To be a valuable support beam when life's weight becomes too much." Her words were more of a whisper, loud enough just to pierce Adagio's ears. "I vow not to sneak fried foods into your dinner." she joked. "Most importantly, I give my heart, my mind, and soul purely and solely to you, my wife."
Adagio: would just smile broadly, her eyes shining brightly with tears leaking out gently and slowly. she'd smile and try wrapping her arms around amara to pull her towards her in a passionate kiss. All of her soul would be given to the woman in that one action. every fiber of her being carefully transferred to her in that one passionate act.
Amara made a muffled moan as her lips were claimed by the taller woman. With her hands now free, she slid them over Adagio's shoulders and around her neck, her right hand resting comfortably on Adagio's cheek. In between breaths, she'd whisper a soft "love you" as the kiss was extended. Her tongue easily invaded the depths of Adagio's mouth, the taste of spearmint still dancing on her lips. As far as the hybrid was concerned they could stay in this position for the rest of eternity and she'd be thrilled.
Adagio: would just smile gently to amara with the kiss. she'd gently caress the other woman's tongue. She'd just deepen the kiss, the taste of spearmint on her lips intoxicating her, she'd hungrily kiss the lips, as if she were trying to move that delicate sharp flavor from Amara's mouth into her own. She'd just smile gently breakin the kiss for a second. "This is what i've been missing amara, thank you."
Amara only smiled. "Sorry it took so long, Adagio." She playfully nipped at Adagio's lips as she tried to latch on to Amara's lips hungrily. She was feeling rather playful after finally getting those long held words off her chest. Her eyes moved to glance at the black engagement ring still on her finger. The symbolism behind meant to Amara than just a mere sign she was engaged; someone had accepted her as a person. Not a thing, a creature, or a lab rat, but an actual person. "Mmm…that reminds me. I was given the files on the memories the company removed from my mind. I…I actually know what my name is now."
Adagio: would smile gently to her looking at her from a bief distance, just madly in love with her right now. "Oh and what is it darling? I'd like to know what you learned. If it mean you know yourself better then I want to know it too." She'd smile lovingly planting another shorter kiss on her lips, the gesture kind and playful.
" My parents were Marion and Ashley Dubois." Amara said proudly. "And their only daughter was Amara Micheline Dubois. It seems I have a French background I was not aware of." Her gaze followed the longing stare she received in return. She was becoming emotional now, a few stray tears leaving her eyes. She had been overjoyed just to know she had a surname, but now there was an entire history waiting to be rediscovered. "So…" she asked between planting light kisses. " Will it be Mrs. And Mrs. Anselm or Mrs. And Mrs. Dubois?"
Damn Sugar, that kiss felt so good.
That I'll go from 1 - 50 for you
Just to set myself free.
But Baby, I have to wonder if one day
You'll go from 51 - 100
To free yourself from me...
50 Ways To Leave Your Lover
as performed by Paul Simon
(quoting only appropriate lyrics)
....She said it grieves me so to see you in such pain
I wish there was something I could do to make you smile again
I said I appreciate that and would you please explain
About the fifty ways
She said why don't we both just sleep on it tonight
And I believe in the morning you'll begin to see the light
And then she kissed me and I realized she probably was right
There must be fifty ways to leave your lover
Fifty ways to leave your lover
You just slip out the back, Jack
Make a new plan, Stan
You don't need to be coy, Roy
Just get yourself free
Oh you hop on the bus, Gus
You don't need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, Lee
And get yourself free....
"But if we only open our eyes
We'd see the blessings in disguise
That all the rain clouds are fountains
Though our troubles seem like mountains" - Gold In Them Hills by Ron Sexsmith
This morning I was running late and open the door, helmet in hand ready to ride my bike to work and saw that it had started to rain...with a short whispered sigh I started riding and this song popped into my head and made me smile. What's a little rain now and then?
TOTW: Musically Inspired
Musically Challenged
"There will always be a lamp lit
Look how far the light is casting
In the soft and steady you can see it
Glowing with a feeling" - Captive by Sarah Harmer
This image is inspired by the video for this song, it's a great song and the video is totally my kind of video, I reccomend you check it out!
I wish that I had something incredibly interesting to write here but I'm sure you don't really want to hear about my running or work or all that jazz...so...have a good night!
TOTW: Musically Inspired
Musically Challenged
It started pretty simple. I got home from a party with my camera in my trunk and decided to try to shoot something. It was late and the streets were empty. I brought it in, processed it a little, and thought "yeah, that's not bad for a night's work."
But then I looked at the new list for Musically Challenged and that's where thing's started to get interesting. Fuckin' love this song.
"Bad" by U2
If you should ask then maybe they'd
Tell you what I would say
True colors fly in blue and black
Blue silken sky and burning flag
Colors crash, collide in blood shot eyes
"Bloodshot eyes?" Well, it's Saturday, so chances are some of you woke up with bloodshot eyes today. I know mine are after staying up till 5AM editing this thing.
Of course I had to do the one Rush song on my list!!
And it's quite ironic as I sit here looking outside, some silly clouds have decided to roll in, cooling things off a bit, but we are still heading to the lake...guess the title is kinda fitting for today then ;-)
I shot this one during my lunch break at work yesterday, the river is so close thought I would take advantage of it.
TGIF!!
we are hoping Rhianna will be musically inclined like her daddy. so far she only shows signs of being artistically gifted, like her mommy :-) her father can play just about any instrument from ear. he never took lesson, it just comes naturally to him. he bought Rhianna her pink guitar for her 1st birthday, and then it turns out she's lefty, so he is going to have to restring it for her so she can learn lefty. she enjoys playing for fun, but she's not ready really to follow his instruction. he also is trying to teach her the keyboard, but again, she just hits the keys and doesn't follow his instruction. but put a paint brush in that girl's hand and she's all eyes and ears! lol
131/365 -
The club is closed, we're up the block
Your hands on me
Pressing hard against your jeans
Your tongue in my mouth
Trying to keep the words from coming out
You didn't care to know
Who else may have been you before
For the Musically Challenged group.
I want a Sunday kind of love.
A love to last past Saturday night.
And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight.
And I want a Sunday kind of love.
So our emulation challenge this week in My Face is My Canvas can be classified as "fantasy." The inspiration picture felt like it embodied fire, and I was feeling more airy today. So I went softer. Haven't done some serious face art in a while, so I had fun with this today.
Now that I'm done processing my pictures, I can focus on what's really important: tonight's season premiere of Lost!!! Dying in anticipation! I can't believe we're already starting the final season. I want to cry. I can still remember watching the very first episode on the first day it aired, alone in my condo, and freaking the fark out! Tonight's episode is guaranteed to blow my mind. And I love me some good, mind-blowing television. :) The best part? I get to watch the premiere a full three hours before Daynna!! I might have to torture her with texts throughout the entire premiere...
**Explored**
365 Days (self portraits): Day 308
My Face is My Canvas: Emulation #20
Musically Challenged: Andrew Bird - Lull
This was my first thought when I saw the "musically inspired" category for this year's speeder bike contest. Figured the anachronism would be funny. Quite happy with the final product IRL, less happy with how photogenic it wasn't.
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I know it doesn't seem that way
But maybe it's the perfect day
Even though the bills are piling
And maybe Lady Luck ain't smiling
But if we'd only open our eyes
We'd see the blessings in disguise
That all the rain clouds are fountains
Though our troubles seem like mountains
There's gold in them hills
There's gold in them hills
So don't lose heart
Give the day a chance to start
- Ron Sexsmith (w/ Chris Martin), Gold in Them Hills
Overslept today. Wound up staying home and doing some work on photos instead of heading in to write at the coffee shop. I guess I'm taking off until Thursday since I'll be out of town for the next two days doing a vareity of other stuff. But that's ok. It will give me more time to think about how I want to handle the new scenes I've got swirling in my head.
I've been doing a lot of really quickie shots lately, this one included. I've just been kind of tired and unmotivated where my 365 is concerned. I'll muscle through, though. I remember these lulls from Year One. They come and go. That's what makes a 365 challenging, after all.
At any rate, I've gotten pretty good, lately, at muscling through the rough patches.
Prints of this photo are for sale in my etsy shop.
Musically Challenged: Gold in Them Hills - Ron Sexsmith
TOTW: Musically Inspired
Shout
Shout
Let it aloud
These are the things I can do without
Come on
Im talking to you
Come on
In violent times
You shouldnt have to sell your soul
In black and white
They really really ought to know
Those one track minds
That took you for a working boy
Kiss them goodbye
You shouldnt have to jump for joy
You shouldnt have to jump for joy
They gave you life
And in return you gave them hell
As cold as ice
I hope we live to tell the tale
I hope we live to tell the tale
we have a lot of musically talented people on our floor
so we have a lot of jam sessions
and I take a lot of pictures :)
Bill Medley + Jennifer Warnes - (I've Had) the Time of My Life
Now I've had the time of my life
No I never felt like this before
Yes I swear it's the truth
And I owe it all to you
'Cause I've had the time of my life
And I owe it all to you
I've been waiting for so long
Now I've finally found someone
To stand by me
We saw the writing on the wall
As we felt this magical
Fantasy
Now with passion in our eyes
There's no way we could disguise it
Secretly
So we take each other's hand
'Cause we seem to understand
The urgency
Just remember
You're the one thing
I can't get enough of
So I'll tell you something
This could be love because
I've had the time of my life
No I never felt this way before
Yes I swear it's the truth
And I owe it all to you
Hey, baby
With my body and soul
I want you more than you'll ever know
So we'll just let it go
Don't be afraid to lose control, no
Yes I know what's on your mind
When you say, "Stay with me tonight"
Just remember
You're the one thing
I can't get enough of
So I'll tell you something
This could be love because
I've had the time of my life
No I never felt this way before
Yes I swear it's the truth
And I owe it all to you
But I've had the time of my life
And I've searched though every open door
Till I found the truth
And I owe it all to you
Featured here is a small tree I photographed and never used until today. Musically inspired by the sound of the cello.
i'm begging, darling please, layla...
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for Musically Challenged - brand new list of songs selected by the infamous Eric Clapton.
for July ABC Soup: black stilettos
Feeling like I need a break from all this working/running/stressing/planning stuff. I took Sam out for a nice ride today and enjoyed the views and wind against my face, bikes are part magic you know.
There are only TWO more weeks left to order a print (or two!) in support of my fundraising for my upcoming Otesha trip, I'm just over the halfway point but need to have all the money in by June 4th, so if you're interested PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE visit my website and have a look!
TRP: Musically Inspired
"Beneath the sheets of paper - lies my truth"
For Musically Challenged - My interpretation of Samson by Regina Spektor. I'm another huge fan of hers. Her voice is enchanting and lyrics unique.
*Front Page*!! Wow Thanks!
You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first
Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth
I have to go, I have to go
Your hair was long when we first met
Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
He ate a slice of wonder bread and went right back to bed
And history books forgot about us and the bible didn't mention us
And the bible didn't mention us, not even once
You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first
Beneath the stars came fallin' on our heads
But they're just old light, they're just old light
Your hair was long when we first met
Samson came to my bed
Told me that my hair was red
Told me I was beautiful and came into my bed
Oh I cut his hair myself one night
A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light
And he told me that I'd done alright
And kissed me 'til the mornin' light, the mornin' light
And he kissed me 'til the mornin' light
Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
Ate a slice of wonderbread and went right back to bed
Oh, we couldn't bring the columns down
Yeah we couldn't destroy a single one
And history books forgot about us
And the bible didn't mention us, not even once
You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first
{83/365}
Two of my favorite things -- flowers and music! Although I am *really* musically challenged (can't sing a note in tune, can't read music, have never played an instrument!), I absolutely love being surrounded by the sweet sound of music. Throughout my life, I have always associated the highs and lows of things that have happened to me with different songs and sounds...from bluesy jazz and rock 'n' roll to soaring symphonies and simple acoustic pieces. Here's to the music of life ~ long may it play!
Submitted to Musically Challenged: Hunger Strike--Temple of the Dog
music-
www.youtube.com/watch?v=XjNjJR9jUGo
Lyrics-
www.lyricsfreak.com/t/temple+of+the+dog/hunger+strike_201...
Today is my 42nd birthday and continuing with the theme I started on my 40th birthday I give you another birthday suit SP.
I don't know about you but this year has seemed to fly by. It's been a pretty OK year, but there have been some low points along the way. I lost two very close friends in the last year, both died far too young. I have also had some close friends drift away. I guess thats life and you just need to move forward.
Hope you all have a great day!
(36 of 52)²
hi. my name is daynna. and i am a color whore.
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loosely inspired by this image, by the ever-cool *m5, which i have been smitten with since January.
Many of the crew of the Angelique were musically-talented and regaled us with evening folksongs, ballads, and maritime music.
Created for the Hypothetical Awards The 4th Annual, Musically-Themed Challenge…Imaginary Album Cover Design!
www.flickr.com/groups/1179479@N25/discuss/72157643115513844/
(Imaginary bands and albums)
Created for the Hypothetical Awards The 4th Annual, Musically-Themed Challenge…Imaginary Album Cover Design!
www.flickr.com/groups/1179479@N25/discuss/72157643115513844/
(Imaginary bands and albums)
The early 1960s saw The Beatles transform musically and stylistically. In this early 1960s photo, it's obvious that drummer Pete Best did not want to conform with what would become the trademark Beatles haircut. He insisted on a spiked hairdo, peppered with silver highlights... While he might have been ahead off his time, he was promptly dismissed by The Beatles and replaced with Ringo Starr. Pete Best went on to become a hairdresser in Liverpool.
So I'm hanging on with all of my power.
I'm hanging on as tight as a noose.
- Matthew Barber, Easily Bruised
Sometimes I need to make it impossible to let it slip out of my hand. It's there today. And I wrote it in permanent marker.
Musically Challenged: Matthew Barber - Easily Bruised
TOTW: Musically Inspired
For musically challenged:
'She is like a cat in the dark
And then she is the darkness'
Rhiannon- Fleetwood Mac
Yellow for Scavenger Hunt
blue hour sky. lots of rainbow colored blurry circle goodness. and a bit of wicked reflection.
this is my idea of Photo Nirvana.
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this coke bottle here? he's the fraternal twin brother of this guy.
they have a little sister, too. she's quite eager to make her debut.
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ps, LA traffic looks awfully pretty when viewed through a camera lens. yeah, not so much when you're sitting in it for hours on end any given day...
there's a fire starting in my heart
reaching a fever pitch
and it's bringing me out the dark
- Adele, Rolling in the Deep
Have you ever had one of those days where there's so much creative energy swirling inside of you that you almost feel like you lose control over it and it takes on a life of its own? I had that feeling today. I wrote a scene in my book that I've had in my head since the day I started writing this story. I'll need to make some revisions later, sure, but to finally get that scene written? Holy. I felt like it was writing itself and I was just riding along on a swell of emotion. Pretty amazing energy. Days like this make me feel so good about what I'm doing right now.
Don't underestimate the things that I will do.
Musically Challenged: Adele - Rolling in the Deep