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Tadpoles in Week 3 - jelly sacs split open or have been under attack from larvae.
They have hatched at different times and some are still little black dots inside their protective jelly sacs whilst others have grown tails and are swimming about.
There is a tadpole in this short clip playing submarines as it learns about buoyancy.
A couple of hard frosts may have taken a toll on the eggs in their jelly sacs.
The local Mexican restaurant at the end of our street goes all out for Halloween. We walked down for lunch with Jenny and Dani 15 minutes before they opened today, otherwise, it's a 45 minute wait to get in during this time of the year.
For the group 52 in 2013.
The 66th Security Forces Squadron hosted several events May 16 through 20 as part of this year's annual National Police Week. National Police Week pays recognition to federal and local law enforcement officers who have lost their lives in the line of duty.
I'm so tired.
Sometimes I wonder if anybody out there is really genuine. Everybody just seems so two-faced and wants to backstab somebody, anybody else. My so-called friends think to themselves how to hurt me the most, and I don't know how much better they could have done.
At least I know now, and I can actually hang out with people that accept me, truly love me, and don't want to hurt me.
Thank God for them.
if you don't lightbox this you've wasted your time looking at this. furreal.
This is in my dad's new house.. It's my new favorite place. :)
Pray for the people in Japan. /:
i know i'm slacking off. i just don't have anybody to take pictures of.. and since i don't absolutely love self portraits.. there we go. /:
For as many Thanksgivings as I can remember, our family has made pierogies together. As children we all made them together and as my brothers grew up and moved out I made them alone with my parents. When Michael had his girls, they were taught and joined in the tradition with us. Now I have a daughter and we are teaching her the same as my Bacie taught me.
Cheese are easier to fill than sauerkraut (because it’s so pokey!) but no matter what you fill, it’s important not to overfill because they will come apart when boiled. And the filling of them is only half the art. It’s also important that you wet the rim of the dough and use your fork to not crimp only one side, but both sides of the pierogie. This will ensure that more pierogies make it through the boiling process (though if you ask my dad and brothers, the more noodles, the better). I remember my Bacie teaching me these things.
My job was to fill and crimp. Mark helped me. Michael often rolled out the dough which my mom made. My dad would stand in front of the stove and an open window, cigarette smoke and steam swirling around him, as my mom and he debated again, as they do every year, how many minutes after the pierogies have risen do you then take them out of the pot. As a child, this conversation would end in a phone call to my Bacie, now it ends in someone searching for the recipe and the notes written and crossed out on them over the years.
We all have our own traditions now and I can’t remember the last Christmas we all spent together but I think we all still make pierogies to eat with our families on Christmas Eve at Wigilia after we’ve broken and shared the Christmas wafer (usually a cut out sugar cookie in our house).
Wigilia is my favorite part of Christmas. As a child, I loved setting the extra place setting for the stranger and listening to my father’s stories of looking for the first star in the sky. I love breaking wafer with my loved ones, hugging them and wishing them well. I can remember my parents hugs as they whispered wishes of an amazing new year after a particularly difficult year. I remember the excitement on the years when I was on the precipice of a large life change like graduation, a move or my pregnancy with Olive. I love how we all greedily ate pierogies on the one day a year they were available to eat. And how after dinner, too full to get up and do anything, we sat around and told stories about when my brother’s were little or about my father growing up in Fishtown, Philadelphia. I would sit ay my place at the table, look at the tree in the next room and sleepily dream about the next morning.
Growing up, no one I knew celebrated Wigilia and I loved having this tradition which was so ritualized and special to our family. I hope that Olive grows up feeling the same way. I hope that my family will always be able to join us and that our house is always welcome to friends and strangers at Christmastime.
The Maverick Stampede began full speed with the MavsMeet Convocation on Tuesday, Aug. 19, at College Park Center. University leaders and guest speaker deejay Edgar "Shoboy" Sotelo inspired students to do their best in the academic year ahead. The AfterParty provided a fun time before classes started the next day. The Welcome Week extends into September with social gatherings around campus so students canget to know each other and UT Arlington.
this is week 8 in my 52 week challenge the subject being clouds. i recived my lense hood and havent noticed to much of a change in the images, but im guessing they are more effective in bright, direct sunlight rather than dull winter sunlight? enjoy
My ideal photo for this week would have been a particular shot I took two weeks ago. Obviously, I couldn't submit that one so had to look for something else. Travelling to work this week I noticed that the train stations have convex mirrors that the drivers use for looking back along the platform. So I decided to capture a reflected image in one of these mirrors at my local station.
Although it is obviously processed it is only the one photo. The processing was very quick and simple. I selected the mirror, then blurred and removed colour from everything else. Finally, I slightly adjusted the saturation in the mirror image to make it pop a bit.
Worry dolls.
It's been spring break this week, but I've just been working and I'm already getting stressed about everything I have due in the upcoming weeks.
Week 1: As we move into the New Year I once again finding myself making resolutions. This year its around getting back into shape. I'll enjoy these 3 Innis and Gunn because they may be my last for a while.
So here I am posing next to a Ferrari in the Cameron Frye House (aka Ben Rose House). I think we all remember the scene of the car crashing through the window in Ferris Bueller Day's Off. I bought tickets for the Highland Park Housewalk. It was a bit disappointing in terms of organization but the houses were amazing. This shot as well as the others I took that day remind me why I need to buy a better camera, which I hope to do in the next week. Also, why I am doing that with my boots? Tyra would totally hate this pose for America's Next Top Model...she would say I look amputated. I'd have to agree.
Top: Express
Vest: The Limited
Pants: Express
Shoes: Madeline at Proffitts
Earrings: silver
Necklace: The Cottage
Bracelet: Express
Watch: Bulova
Weeks Falls, on the Southfork Snoqualmie River at the East end of Olallie State Park in Washington State.
Week 2:
1/2 pound cucumbers
1 pint strawberries
1 bunch radishes
1/2 pound lettuce
1/2 pound Chard
1 bunch spring onions
1 Chinese cabbage
3 seedlings
I think I've reached the end of the line with this particular maternity sweater. I actually heard it sigh with relief when I took it off at the end of the day. Damn dramatic sweater.
:: white dress gift from devonrose
:: plastic vintage barrettes thirfted
:: pink sneakers walmart
:: leather purse mine as a kid
Project 52 2013, Week 52, Saisha Khatri, Austin, TX, Settler's Ridge Apartment
Strobist Info:
* (Key Light) Nikon SB-26 @ 1/32, camera left, no gel
* (Fill) 42" reflector, white side, camera right.
this week has been gorgeous with just a few showers.
our alliums and tulips we planted in the fall are starting to pop through the soil. they are looking great and we're pretty happy we did something right.
as you can see doug and i went to the garfield park conservatory. this is my favorite room, the desert house, with all it's fantastic cacti and succulents. we always spend the most time in this room and we usually are the only people in there. of course, the rest of the conservatory is amazing as well.
other than that i feel like this week has been a little low key, which is always nice. other than the trip to two malls and stops to a few shops just to look for shoes. i don't really do shopping like this but sometimes you have to find the most perfect shoes for the best events... like my friends wedding :)
oh yes, we did go to a friends art show... it was really cool. i love having so many artistic people in my life. they are all awesome.
We had an amazing week, because, blissfully, that's what happens after an awful week. The good weeks keep you present, mindful and willing to give a little extra every day. I read somewhere that the best thing you can do for your child is to look at them with awed love every time they walk into the room. It's pretty easy most days, but you need the good weeks to remind you of that when they've bit your finger so hard it turns purple or spent the entire day whining.
The week didn't start off so amazing though, when I landed on Wednesday, I will admit that a sizable part of me wanted Olive to miss me. I small part whispered that maybe in my absence the word mama might reenter her vocabulary. Of course, at 14.5 months, Olive does't notice that people come and go, only that she is constantly loved by whoever is holding her. She and her dad had a great time while I was away and while she was happy to see me, it was no more than she is every morning when Ryan brings her into our room.
I made the mistake of taking her to the park to join our playgroup in some fun. She was out of sorts and whining the entire time. I had the kid who just would not stop crying. I might distract a few giggles out of her but they wouldn't last. I should have stayed at home and let her get readjusted to having me back. A lesson learned for next time.
We left the dirty dishes and unfolded laundry behind for a long weekend away at my parent's house. My mom and dad made the three hour drive to see us nearly every other weekend for the last year. It's not easy with my mom's work schedule, and often they would only be able to visit for 24 hours. Their visits were always looked forward to and so, so appreciated. This summer we'd like to make more trips to Marion to repay their kindness. Olive loves it there and adores her grandparents.
She spent hours on their deck playing at the water table, splashing in an inflatable pool or just relaxing in the swing my dad put up. She cuddles with my mom and laughs and smiles at my dad. Months ago she used to be able to say Gaigai and she rediscovered the word this week. She also learned to say up, so now that's what she calls me. It's the bossiest command that you've ever heard.
We went to the beach and it was perfect. She loved the sand and collecting shells in her bucket. She even got into a little tidal pool and didn't seem to notice that the water was freezing. We swapped out her clothes and let her play until she was all done. Walking in that soft sand must have been quite a work out for her little toddler legs because the next day, they kept collapsing from underneath her.
All week she ODed on fresh strawberries from the farm that I've been stopping at for years. I've been looking forward to giving Olive these fresh, local berries since she started showing such an enthusiasm for them. It's perfectly situated between Charlotte and Marion and we always stop there to let her and Finn get out and run.
On the way home, we didn't need to make that stop because she slept soundly the whole drive.
Day 5 tidbits from LG Fashion Week Fall/winter 2009 in Toronto including Carlie Wong, Evan Biddell and Lucian Matis
Branch Week at West Point - Cadet have the opportunity to learn more about the various branches in the Army - what the future may hold once they have completed their training and education at West Point.
Branch Week at West Point - Cadet have the opportunity to learn more about the various branches in the Army - what the future may hold once they have completed their training and education at West Point.
Theme Of The Week - Grunge
I used to be a flannel wearing headbanger... I don't miss the whiplash...
Textures:
In the calm after his birthday party, my grandson takes a moment to read the cards scattered amidst his gifts.
Shoot Miami, one of my photo meetup groups, is sponsoring a 52 Week Photography Challenge where members are challenged each week for new work on a different theme. Here are my entries.
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Project 52 2013, Week 13, Urban Betty
Strobist Info: Nikon SB-26 @ 1/2 power inside a Westcott 28" softbox to camera left, Nikon SB-26 @ 1/8 power bare to camera right (rim light).
OK.. not officially a full week but my week starts on Sundays.
I swear the kid was laughing at me moments before I grabbed my camera, hence the goofy face. But here she decided to play it totally cool for the camera.
I'm so in love with all the shots I caught of C this afternoon and can't stop. but I look tired in this shot.. and I am. Good Night!