Archives for the month of: April, 2011

I hate to write about negative things.  This blog was always intended to be a place where I could share things that I love, embrace my creative side, & focus on the positive.  But sometimes things happen that aren’t so happy. Things that are full of sadness but are still too important not to share.  I feel the need to write about what has happened over the past few days, but I’m not sure that I have the right words to really express how I feel. Last June I had the same problem and had a similar story to post, even last weekend I had to write about how storms had changed my Easter weekend plans.  And maybe its all these events combined that make this so hard to handle. 

If you’ve turned on the news in the last 2 days undoubtedly you’ve seen 2 stories; The Royal Wedding & the tornadoes that tore through Alabama & the rest of the Southeast.  Thankfully I was out of town for work when the storms rolled through & my apartment sustained no damage. I was confused at first since I had been without TV or internet for several days and was blissfully unaware of what was happening but all of a sudden the text messages, emails & phone calls started.  I couldn’t set my phone down for a good hour.  I appreciated every single one. Thank you. This might only be a temporary home for me, but it doesn’t make it any less sad to see a town reduced to piles of lumber & tree limbs.  My heart goes out to everyone affected by the storm & those who lost everything.

President Obama was here today to survey the damage.  That’s never a good thing. And while this photo only shows a tiny glimpse of the devastation that is evident throughout town & in the faces of the residents, I know that the positive part is that this is a friendly, warm, pitch-in-and-help kind of community.  This community is like family & the rebuilding has already started. Although I know it will be a long, long road to recovery, this community will come together.

It’s ironic that I’ve been working on a post with the same title for the last week, which was mostly about what I’ve been taking pictures of recently & my love for all things Spring (and it will likely get published sometime soon) but I thought I’d share what I’ve really been doing for the last 24 hours.

Yup, this frequent flyer was mostly just sitting in airports with my feet propped up on my suitcase at god-awful hours of the day…waiting…and not going anywhere.  You see I was planning to have a lovely Easter weekend visit with my boy in St. Louis this weekend, and in order to get a little more time together I got a late Friday night flight that had a quick-little layover in Dallas…..then tornadoes hit the St. Louis airport and I got stuck in Dallas.

Luckily Southwest really is a pretty decent airline and they housed all of us stranded folk in a nice hotel overnight and rebooked us for the next day.   I only ended up getting about 2 hours of sleep at the hotel since I had to be up so early to catch my rebooked flight to St. Louis. Which really didn’t matter becuase Stl was still closed today and I therefore had to go back home slightly defeated but hey… you never know what’s going to happen when you fly. And mother nature has a plan of her own.

Either way I was encouraged last night by the power of people being put together in not-so-great conditions. I made a few friends. Had dinner and drinks with complete strangers. And was reminded how great people can be. Happy to be safe…but would have been happier to be safe in St. Louis 🙂

I know I haven’t posted a color of the week in a few weeks,  but I have been keeping up and taking pictures like I’m supposed to! Promise! 

This week’s color is cerulean.  This color makes me want to take a vacation somewhere tropical. With nice warm (non-stormy) weather, a beach, and drinks with tiny umbrellas.  But seeing as how it’s currently pouring down rain, the beach is a 1/2 day drive away and my drinks are unceremoniously served without umbrellas…I took a photo of a parking lot. But at least it was the right color!

Happy 1st birthday sweet girl!  It’s so hard to believe that a few weeks ago we were already celebrating your first big birthday!

I know it sounds cliché, but it seems like just yesterday I was meeting you for the first time in that hospital room.  I took one look at those beautiful big eyes and I was in love. It’s hard to believe it’s already been a whole year. Just where does the time go?

You’ve always been sweet. The sweetest. And I hope that is not something you ever grow out of.

 You are beautiful, curious, and you already love your big brother; I just know you will grow-up to be a kind, easy-going, sweet girl.  

I can’t wait to see what you learn next, or what you will grow to become.

 But no matter what, you will always be my beautiful, sweet niece. I have so many wishes for you. I wish that you will be happy & healthy, I wish that you will follow your heart and always know how much you are loved. I miss you sweet girl.

 Love, Aunt Kate

 

As I sit here tonight listening to the thunder and lightning, hearing the threats of tornadoes, and watching my plastic lawn chairs get tossed from my patio to the nearby parking lot, I can’t help but to remember just how lovely it was just yesterday.

The weather was so perfect in fact that I headed down to the river front, I sat in the grass and read. For hours. It was a great way to spend the afternoon…a little sunshine, fresh air, and Janet Evanovich.  Let me just pause here and mention that this series of books is by far my favorite of all time. They are light, easy reads and so, so funny. I’ve read everything Janet Evanovich has ever published. I love it all.  But mostly…I love Stephanie Plum. I might not be from Jersey, but I can relate! So much so that I’m re-reading the whole Stephanie Plum series…just as good the second time around.

Ok…back on topic.

I also took my camera along on my little lazy river-side outing.  I took my lensbaby lens and had fun taking pictures of a patch of tulips planted in the park. I also managed to find this weeks color of the week (but that’s a post for later).

This stormy weather is no fun at all….but I’m glad Mother Nature held out until today and didn’t ruin my nice weekend of doing nothing productive and being lazy with a good book & sunny skies.

It’s time for photo-season to begin. It’s warm and sunny and things are greening-up and blooming!  It’s the perfect time of year to head outside with my camera. Now I was a little spoiled this year since in the South photo-season doesn’t really end. At least not like it does in the Midwest! But I started back up taking photos last weekend with one of the sweetest faces I’ve ever seen.

Look at this precious little girl. Honestly, she might just one of the cutest little girls I’ve ever seen.

Now don’t let the sweet smiles fool you though – she’s got a little attitude too.  Sweet with a little kick … she’s my kind of girl!  She is so expressive – and this photo sums it up perfectly! I just love this expression!!

We had a fun time running around the park, playing on the playground and swinging.  It was a nice way to spend a beautiful Friday afternoon.

Xay & Whitney, Thank you so much for letting me photograph your sweet little girl! She is beautiful & it was so much fun – I hope you love the pictures as much as I enjoyed taking them.

Alright Crayola.  I’m back on board with you this time.  This is what I expected from burnt orange.  Thank goodness we agree because I was starting to question everything I’ve ever learned about colors!

This week I found the burnt orange color on one of my favorite thrift store finds of all time.  I think I may have blogged about this once before…but I’ll do it again just in case you don’t remember the story. A few years ago, I was thrifting in one of my favorite thrifting towns and was in some old converted garage filled with stuff.  I was leaning over a stack of musty quilts quickly scanning rows and rows of shelving tucked in a dark corner when this bottle jumped out at me. I think I actually squealed out loud and jumped up and down. The price tag could have said anything…although it was a steal…I had to have it.  It was from my hometown…and it involved ice cream…are you kidding me?!? 

I called my Dad to find out if he remembered Illinois Valley Ice Cream…and of course he did! He remembers everything and can tell me precisely where everything used to be located, without using any street names – only referring to the location of other now-long-gone businesses. (LOVE that about small towns!)  This bottle is why I love thrifting and antiqueing.  You never know what you’ll find (or when it may come in handy for an obscure photography project) 

Photos from my first photo session of the season coming up soon…. 🙂