Monday, February 22, 2010
Two sweet cell phone calls and text photos sent to Shane and I on Valentine's Day truly made our day.
The Velvet Tree Papa sent to Shane... This lovely moss covered beauty is up the hill behind Greg's house in Annapolis, CA. We ooh and ah'd, and then Shane proudly remarked, "that's in my back yard!"
He's talking lots about his father and adventures he's had in California lately. His stays with his dad over the summer are vital for the bonding and love to hold fast in his little heart. He said today he'd like to hug his six year old friend, Joe, when he gets back there this summer. Sweet. He's always talking about hikes with daddy and Max, "the 19 year old German" who shared time with Shane and his dad last summer. That friendship was golden for Shane.
The Wild Iris on the Pacific Coast was sent to me by dear and lovely friend Darrah, while she retreated to a quiet spot on the Pacific for a moment of pause and prose. She's an incredible poet. www.luminouswings.com
The photos bring more than just a pretty scene, they bring a feeling. From 1996-2001 I'd spend two weeks every month driving from San Francisco to Williams, OR, while visiting natural food stores as a rep for Herb Pharm. I'd take Rte. 101 and loop around to Rte. 5. So splendid were those years when I filled many journals and took hundreds of photos to someday reflect upon. It's nice to know Darrah has those same feelings. I always knew that coast would be a part of my life forever, actually ever since I drove up and down it with my xhusband Mike back in the summer of 1986, when Elk and it's rows of Eucalptus trees made a dream like impression on me.
"Wildflowers don't care where they grow", sings Dolly Parten, well these lucky blooms and trees must have good kharma, as do all those who spot their glory blowing in the sea spray or hidden in the forest.
It really does make a difference when you share your love with messages, cards, photos, phone calls and a good old fashion visit or summer together! Family and friends are the best part of living - nature fills the compassion and makes the love even greater.
Make a call, send a card, snap a picture and share a smile. It feels good for all.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
Thank you technology for photography - what a treasure trove we sow as our youngins smile and grow! A recent e-news from friend and photographer, Robyn Ivy (www.robynivyphotography.com), has spurred my desire to look back on my recorded life in celluloid and pixels.
Unfortunately, last March, my seven year old son accidently dropped my lap top, which caused my hard drive to irreparably crash. Yes, I lost a lot of unsaved docs and many, many photos, my fault- I wasn't the greatest back'er'upper.
I'm hoping that I have back up disks and digital photo cards tucked in a box somewhere, along with the zillions of pre-digital printed photos and albums I own. It's been a year, and I can't believe I haven't gone to my storage and checked.
Thankfully, I just flipped through my Facebook albums and found some precious favorite thumbnail photos of my son's first few years when we lived in our splendid home on Broad Rock Rd in Wakefield. A house that we sold just before his fifth birthday. He doesn't remember much of those days, so I'm glad these photos have resurfaced. Photos rock! To think of how we click away digitally, as if creating an ever ceaseless motion picture was something we've been doing for centuries, forgetting just how powerful preserving moments truly is.
When I see his little face in these photos I see the charming and funny little guy that he was as a baby and toddler; I also recall all the unknowns.."Will my little guy be respectful?"; "Will he grow to be a productive, happy adult?" HIs personality is in full bloom now, and I can see how he is his own little man, but also a sponge and keen observer of what goes on around him. Parenting is of course both fun and challenging. We need to uphold a responsibility to be good examples of habit and manner, while also allowing our children to develop their own sense of Self and soverignty.
Being the "involved" PTO and hands on kind of parent that I am; I've volunteered to produce his elementary school's yearbook, a collection of photos that I hope will add up to rich childhood memories for every one of the 400 students in his wonderful elementary school. If captured and shared, they're remembered... how you feel is remembered, how those around you felt. Photo collections carry emotion and are a powerful way to reflect on what we have imprinted on our lives. Snap away!