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Human Rights Week at the University of Essex, organised by our Human Rights Society, The week starts on 1 December with the students’ annual ‘chalking of the steps’ event where they write the articles of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, in numerous languages, on the concrete steps of the University’s Colchester Campus. More information here: www.essex.ac.uk/news/event.aspx?e_id=7125
Getting back to some still life this week! G is for garden as well as for Gail and Grandma...This was edited with kk_DayDreamingLeft.
The theme this week was "Surrealism". It's been so cold this weekend, it was the perfect excuse to stay inside and play around with some oil, water and food colouring.
Week 2/52 52:2012
50/52: Ninja's Whiskers
March 10 - March 16
Week 50!!!
Wow two weeks to go to complete this 52 week project!
I am very excited about that, but at the same time, kind of sad for it's to end.
The other day I found Ninja's whicker on the floor and realized again how thick they were.
Imagine if we had whiskers on our face....
Anyways, I have no idea what I will shoot for the next few weeks, however I would like those to be something inspirational for my photography.
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Camera Info: Nikon D700 | Nikkor 50mm (f/1.8) @ 50mm | BR-2A | ISO 200 | 1/100s @ f/5.6 | Handheld Camera | Unedited
Strobe Info: Nikon SB-900 | 1/4 | Camera right on a stand | Umbrella | Powered by a non brand wireless trigger |
iPhone flush light as a modeling light
I haven’t been feeling well so Ryan has been taking over a lot of the Olive wrangling duties the last few weeks. I feel sad and guilty about this because what I want the most right now is to be with Olive, engaged in our normal routines.
I’m so thankful though that Ryan steps up to help us out without complaint and so easily. It makes me feel like I can take some time for myself to get back to where I’d like to be.
Other than adventures out with dad, Olive and I have been spending time at the library enjoying story time and picking out books. Spending summer afternoons at the library is one of my most favorite memories from childhood and it’s fun to be able to take Olive and watch her enjoy it, too. Olive likes to play with the puzzles and dress up toys but we also spend quite a bit of time each day reading book after book. I browse the stacks as she plays and she helps me check out our stack at the end.
One of her favorites from the library this summer is a book called “Gus the Dinosaur Bus.” It’s a story about a dinosaur that takes all the children to school and how sometimes dinosaurs aren’t meant to be buses. It looks like a product of the 70s but it was actually only written a few years ago. Olive really enjoys it and some of the ideas from the book became incorporated into the ongoing Tales of Finnegan, so the story will live on for quite some time.
When it was time to return Gus to the library, Olive was so sad. I explained that other children might want to read the book, too, and that we needed to give them a chance to check it out. She told me that “other people didn’t want to read Gus the Dinosaur Bus” and that we needed to keep it at home. Now when we pass the library she asks if we can check to see if the book is back on the shelf yet.
We’ve also been swimming with our friends. I’ve been hesitant to put Olive in water wings because I didn’t want to her to become dependent on them but she’s asked for them a few times since seeing some of her friends wear them. I’m glad I finally gave in and got them for her because she loves them and swims independently in the water with them. Instead of me holding onto her in the deep end, she swims on her own and is really working on kicking and moving her arms.
Last summer she was all about jumping off the side of the pool but this summer she’d rather be in it playing and swimming around. She tells me that she doesn’t want to go under water because it makes water go up her nose but she has no problem going under at swim class and is more than willing to jump off the side there. I guess it’s just her way of asserting a little control over her life.
It’s been fun growing our own veggies this summer. Olive likes to help water them and she loves being in charge of picking the ripe tomatoes every day. She pops the cherry tomatoes into her mouth straight off the vine and eats our container tomatoes like apples. The other night at dinner, she whined, “I want my veggies!” So we filled her plate high with zucchini, squash and mushrooms.
She was never a big fan of peanut but really started to love it after we began making our own in the Vitamix. We’ve also been making her homemade smoothie pouches that we freeze and take to the pool and park with us. After getting some at Aunt Tina’s house, she’s obsessed with fruit snacks, what she calls gummy gums. Just like last year she loves fresh, frozen blueberries and, unlike last year, she loves watermelon. Hotdogs are a favorite summer picnic treat.
She’s still not a huge fan of bread and bread products like muffins, cake and pizza crust. Even pancakes and waffles are only eaten with mild interest. She’s game for pretty much anything else though and we’ve been really lucky to hold off the picky eating phase for this long. Olive is very much the same now as she was as a baby as far as appetite. Though she enjoys food and is willing to try almost anything, she doesn’t consume much and rarely asks for a snack if she doesn’t see something tempting out on the counter. She’s only ever had one small sippy of milk in the morning and rarely drinks more than that in a day unless my parents make her hot decaf tea when they visit. Then she’ll easily drink two Contigos of it.
Week 30/52 ~EP Project 52 ~ "Yellow"
I knew exactly what to do for this week. It was finding the time and waiting for a NICE day. Rain dampened my plans all week. Then when I finally went out today, the wind was relentless. LOL But here is my yellow happy face. :) I left it up do Don to pick between two images........I uploaded both...........he picked the other one. LOLOL Why do I bother asking the poor guy right?? Gotta love him.
In other news........my house is in shambles. PAINTING!!! I have had a very bright terrocotta wall for a few years now and I wanted it gone. So we are in the process of removing that color (three coats of KILZ...thank you very much). But well worth it. Oh and the mere horror of picking out a new color for the whole living area is enough to make you want to pull every single strand of hair out right from the root.......one at a time. I did think taking Don to pick colors was a good idea......NOPE!!! I ended up with 8 samples...you know...those little tiny containers that they charge you $3 EACH!!!! Yep, I bought all those samples. So, even though there was a small disturbance in the force....all ended well and a color was mutually agreed upon. Whew!!!!!
So off the Miami tomorrow for my grandaughter's birthday party at Chuck-E-Cheese. My daughter (always the comic) reminded me to bring earplugs. LOL This should be FUN!!!
Okay Gang!! Here is wishing everyone and safe and happy weekend.
Hugs
Irela
xoxoxo
Well, here I am at almost 14 weeks and nothing really to write home about. I have a little pot-belly (it doesn't look so much like one because my arms are above my head, I'll do that different next time...), and my jeans are getting tighter even though I haven't gained any weight. They're getting tighter because my hips are getting bigger. Ooooh yay...
I also realized that I'm not very good at taking pictures of my belly. I think next time the tripod needs to be raised a little higher. I'm sure that soon I will be covering that door-knob that's in the background.
I guess that's really all the description I have for this picture. I had something else to say, but my brain has really turned to mush. I thought it was just a myth, this baby-brain thing that pregnant women talk about, but turns out it's completely true. Or maybe this is how I always am and now I just have an excuse :)
And, why yes, I do have a flat butt. I'm actually sticking it out here a little. I know. Sexy.
This week you finally started ballet. After a whole summer of talking about it and looking everywhere for the perfect stage to practice your ballet, you actually began your lessons.
As I pulled up your tights and helped guide your little arms through your leotard I had this profound moment. In the last 2.5 years many things have made me feel like a mom, nursing you, rocking you in the wee hours, comforting you, reading to you, tucking you in, but dressing you for ballet was different. It wasn’t just a task I know mothers perform, it was something I vividly remember doing with my mother. And here I was with you, sliding on your ballet shoes, gathering your hair into a “bun,” watching you scamper into the studio without a look back.
Lately, when we are holding hands walking somewhere, I look down at your blonde head and I see you grow before my eyes. More and more every day you are a little girl. The moms, well, we still call you guys toddlers, but you’re not really. You have complicated feelings and articulate words for them. Your world grows bigger every day and so does your personality. Your limbs are getting so long, your torso so lean. The only things that remind me of the baby you were are your still chubby cheeks and the pouty lips I think you are destined to keep forever.
Through the window in the door, I watch your little blonde head bob at the barre. You listen intently and do your best to follow along with your teacher. Unlike every class you’ve ever taken, this class is large and there is only one teacher to manage all of the little girls. For the first time, I’m not on the sidelines within sight. The expectations are different, too. This isn’t a free-for-all. You’re expected to listen carefully, wait patiently and follow directions well. Despite the new seriousness, you all have so much fun. It seems that little girls were born to do ballet.
Every week you confidently walk in and bound out like a puppy dog when it’s over. You love it and ask to go to ballet often during the week. It’s safe to say that you love it just as much as you thought you would.
Brittany has had three baths this week. We are both annoyed. I know that is alot. But the first time was for rolling in something disgusting that made her stink. The second time was because I let her swim in the Mississippi River (it had flooded over onto a road so we went for a walk on it). The third time was because we went swimming at the Spillway.
The Spillway is where there is a dam at a lake and the water well, spills over. Only thing is that with all this rain we have had the Spillway was flooding over. Normally you can walk up to it and sit under the water falls as it massages your back. Normally you can walk across to get to the spillway. Not this time. WE HAD TO SWIM. And not only that it got DEEP. Britt was with me and had to be on leash. Which was fine since I had her Flexi lead. Well Britt likes to fetch. Problem is. She doesn't bring it to me. NOOOO, she brings it all the way back to shore. So she kept grabbing her leash and swimming ALL the way back to shore. So I took her leash off while we swam across. Dropped her leash. >_> I keep thinking how when all that water receeds. Someone just found a nice flexi lead. >_> Britt was happy though. She ended up off leash the whole time because I didn't feel like swimming back and keeping her in the car and there were no other dogs.
I was gonna do a water picture this week. But I did that last week and everyone seems to be having water pictures and I wanted to be different.
Fact of the Week: Brittany was NOT clicker trained. My mom and step-dad (and dad for that matter) believe in old style training. Which means spankings. Just like they did with me. >_> Well this week I've been working on clicker training. I think it is a ton of fun and we were both enjoying it. I LOVED it. Britt was getting so frustrated (I was attempting to shape her into retrieving her Wubba on command) that she started attacking my hands and barking like "give me the damn treat already" Which would make me laugh uncontrollably and welts appear all over my hand where the little mutt had clawed me. ;D I love this dog.
52 Weeks of 2018
Week No: 10
Theme: Addiction
Category: Creative
What do I crave? What can't I resist? Stories. I can't resist a good story. I read, listen, watch, play and occasionally write stories.
People tell stories. We tell stories to entertain, to share our lives, to learn how to live, to see ourselves in the world, to see the way the world could be, to imagine the heroes that could be, to keep the dark away...and I'm a sucker for stories in all shapes and forms.
38 weeks past 2 weeks till full term,
Belly sticking out round and firm.
My wife is feeling good I'm glad about that,
And in my opinion she is looking PHAT!
Please note, that is phat not fat!!!
This image is part of my Rhyming Captures Set
With three weeks notice they had a prom last night. She's a junior, but we now know prom is not a sure thing so you better go when you have the opportunity. How did she grow up so fast?? All the feels.
Human Rights Week at the University of Essex, organised by our Human Rights Society, The week starts on 1 December with the students’ annual ‘chalking of the steps’ event where they write the articles of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, in numerous languages, on the concrete steps of the University’s Colchester Campus. More information here: www.essex.ac.uk/news/event.aspx?e_id=7125
Collective 52 Photo Project - 2018
Filter Used - Nik Color Efex Pro, Film Efex:Faded
Daughter is my model! Use what you have....or who you have.
Scuba Diving in Sint Maarten / Saint Martin with Ocean Explorers Dive Center ( Explorer's Week Log - Week 15 ) www.divesxm.com
I am savoring every last moment as homeschooling and child raising comes to an end; my heart is excited and expectant for every new thing that is about to begin.
Monday 11th March- Monday 18th March
It's been snowing...
I apologise for once again being late- this time horrendously so. A lot has been happening, some good, some not so great that has taken away from a camera. I'm back in Norfolk now and preparing the final touches to our kayaking trip away, I have a lot of uni work to still complete and it's snowing in March. What?
With how busy I've been, the weather as it is and the fact that Spring is the 21st I feel a tad blown away by it all. Hence the shot. Clinging to Winter with no idea when Spring will actually arrive.
Enjoy the weird weather friends.
Busy week. Grabbed my guitar and played with focus and light.
The strings disappeared into the heavens.
week five
November 14th - November 20th
I hope you like it, I 've spend a lot of time with this!
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