I lived in a winter-wonderland for four winters. My first winter was filled with a terribly romanticized affection for snow. By the time my last winter rolled around, I was ready to dump him and his excessive desire to hang around ’til April.

I grew up, however, in the Mid-Atlantic where winters are mild and summers are hot. This is what I moved home to recently. Normally, we’ll get two inches of snow and call it a season, compared to my previous lodgings where a 2 foot snow base was merely “moderate”. So, everyone thought it was funny that a month into my new residency, we got hit with a 24 inch snow storm.

Yesterday, everyone’s attitude turned from comically irritated to mad. My mild-weathered home received 30 inches of snow yesterday. To add it all up for you, that’s 54 inches of snow.

The aforementioned winter-wonderland? Hasn’t been getting any snow recently. Folks up north and folks down here alike are blaming me. Apparently I picked the wrong year to move south.

The memories which peaceful country scenes call up, are not of this world, nor of its thoughts and hopes. Their gentle influence may teach us how to weave fresh garlands for the graves of those we loved: may purify our thoughts, and bear down before it old enmity and hatred; but beneath all this, there lingers, in the least reflective mind, a vague and half-formed consciousness of having held such feelings long before, in some remote and distant time, which calls up solemn thoughts of distant times to come, and bends down pride and worldliness beneath it. — Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist


You may or may not remember my February Venture, but starting today (actually we pre-gamed it all last week) I’ll be posting a photo once a day (along with two other photogs) over at The Camera Phone Diaries. You may want to start out by reading the Manifesto and catch yourself up to speed.

We’re all really excited to see what the month holds, and our first day of “official” posting is proof of how interesting things can be. All three photos today have one thing in common, and we never discussed it beforehand!

So head on over and check it out; leave a comment or twenty.


Stop Motion

31Jan10

I love.love.love stop motion videos. Love.them. Here are some of my favorites from around the interweb:

This one is magical, mixed with a bit of creepiness. It’s eerily awesome.

I guess they’re all magical in their own right, but I loved seeing this one on TV

And this is a GREAT idea for a wedding. Lots of camera/man power, though. ChaChing

And this has to be, hands-down, my favorite of all. I cannot even begin to imagine the hours that went into creating this.


Don’t ask.


I’m starting up a month-long photo project with two other photographers called The Camera Phone Diaries and would be thrilled if you’d join in on the fun. Here’s the run down:

They all own Canons. They all have names that start with the letter C and end with the letter A. They all have camera phones. Separated in three different states, Cassandra, Cecilia and Christina endeavor to document their lives in one place: here. For one month, daily posts will stretch the artistic ability of these three photographers as they use their least-favored piece of equipment: their camera phones.

So head on over to the new site, read the manifesto, subscribe by rss or email and be sure to leave a comment or five. We’re pretty excited!


I took this photo:

Hung out with this girl:

In an long-overdue endeavor, I drove to Philly for the day to see the BFF. Since the weather has been moderate ’round these parts, we beboped through the city all day: used bookstore in Old City, Liberty Bell, that one really random clothing store Center City that sells immodest clothing and really cute shoes,  Rittenhouse Square, back to Old City where a cute guy thought I was checking him out but I was really just looking at his dogs, back to Center City where we became immediately thankful for the bomb squad, dinner with the office of Governor Rendell and back to Old City again.

It was great. Great conversation, great food, great urban hiking.

Then I went to church. And loved it. Which has been hard to come by these days. Church hunting was starting to take its toll on me more than job hunting. I have longed for a community since moving down and have hopefully found one. I was blessed yesterday by the pastor’s sermon and equally blessed by the people I met. I’m looking forward to settling in and getting involved.

I wish I had taken more photos for y’all, but alas. I kept the camera in my bag. Sometimes being a city girl turned country girl back in the city again makes me a little nervous.

AND IN OTHER NEWS: I’m thinking about doing another “Photo a Day” project starting in February. This time it’ll be a photo a day with my crappy camera phone. What do you think?


Note:
1) This was not taken with my camera phone
2) This was not taken by me
3) TIA

Photo credits go to my dear, dear friend who lives far, far away.

I am now accepting caption suggestions. kthxbai.




More profound and beautiful things have been written by Charles Dickens, but this is by-far one of my favorite lines:

I love this guy.