Week 8: Religion

Religion, in it's traditional form, is an explosive subject and so as someone who respects other people's views and beliefs (even if I do not agree with them) I have chosen to avoid traditional religion completely in this week's blog and bow my head instead to The Mother Church of Country Music - The Ryman Auditorium.  Hubby and I are fortunate enough to be heading back to Nashville for a visit later this year and The Ryman is once again on our list of places to visit.  I will worship at that temple.

To each and every one of you, whatever your faith . . . have a good week.

Dot

This weeks theme was religion, well religion can define a lot of things. Farrier's dedicate their lives to the religion of horses. They work with horses with varied personalities and temperaments that at times can be worse then some humans. They toil away removing shoes, clipping hooves, applying new shoes, trying to keep the horses steady and sometimes getting kicked in the process. They belong to a profession that has been around for centuries, a proud and noble profession....yeah, I am a bit of a horse geek but I won't apologize for that. Have a great week and until next time.

Sammee

Week 7: Something Old

Living in Scotland should make getting a photo of Something Old really easy.  It would be hard to find something older than Edinburgh Castle, or better still St Margaret's Chapel within Edinburgh Castle.  The Chapel was built in 1153 AD.  Even lots of the buildings on our High Street and the Royal Mile are older than the United States of America itself!  So it was my plan to head on into town and photograph a beautiful old building for you this week.   But, if your life is anything like mine, you will be aware that things never quite go to plan and as I was driving northwards to the city centre I passed a little antique shop that has been there for years and years, and a little lightbulb went on in my head.  I spun the car around, parked up and there was my setting for this week's theme, Something Old.  I really must venture into this shop one day as I'm sure there are great things to use as photo props . . . . that's if I can get in the door!

Hope you are all enjoying the Blog.

See you next week,

Dot

This lamp is at my Aunt Lisa's in Boise, Idaho. I absolutely fell in love with it when I first saw it and have been on the hunt to find an old candlestick phone of my own to turn into a lamp. It is so neat, when you lift the receiver off of the hook, the lamp comes on and then turns off when you return it. My Aunt Lisa's is full of antiques that bring a quaint and charming warmth to her home. I have to admit, I have always had a slight obsession with candlestick phones, there is something so real about them. The feel of the receiver in one hand and the base in the other positively transports you back in time. Well, until next week when the theme will be Religion.

Cheers!

Sammee

Theme for Week 7: Religion

Week 6: Transportation

Okay, I have to confess that I have had to cheat this week and have re-edited an image I took some time ago. Who'd have thought it would be so hard some weeks to get just one suitable image . . . and I even picked the theme?  This is, however, a favourite of mine so I don't mind sharing it again.  Hope you like it.

I'm on holiday for most of this week and plan to get out and about no matter what the weather so I promise to work harder at next week's theme.

Until then,
Dot

Sammee is having 'puter troubles and will post when she can.

Hi all, as you have heard, I have been having computer issues. Between the wonky computer and my daughter participating in her first musical at school, I was so crazy and didn't have 5 minutes to myself. So, like Dot, I dipped back into my stash of favorite prints. Transportation, old time transportation, the chug chug of the engine, the woosh woosh of the wheels, sssshhhh ssshhhh of the steam from the smoke stack. I often feel like I was born in the wrong century, to travel by train was to travel with oneself. To gaze out at the beautiful landscapes, to marvel at the peaks and valleys as the train whistles through a mountain pass. Yes, I love trains.

Until Sunday,

Sammee

Next week's theme is Something Old

Week 5: Dance

I've been at a real loss this week as to what do for my Week 5 photo and eventually took this simple photo of my daughter's ballet shoes.  She is not a ballerina but would dance her way through the day from morning to night if she had the chance.  When I was pregnant with her she never stopped moving and is just the same 13 years on!

Can't wait to see Sammee's photo for this week as she is away at a Feis today and should have some great shots!

On to Week 6 and hopefully a more inspiring shot.

Cheers,

Dot

Greetings,

   Week 5 has come and gone and all I can say is HOLY CRAP! As you can tell, this weeks theme is dance. My daughter is an Irish dancer and this weekend I was playing Feis mom to an overly hormonal 12 year old (she's going to kill me for saying that). Irish dance has positively consumed our lives and no matter how crazy it gets between INSANE dresses, new hard and soft shoes (because her feet won't quit growing), tanning her legs (seriously, who thought this up? I want to smother them with self tanner!) and hours upon hours of practice (when she isn't having a "moment") we love it. She has managed to make and maintain friendships with dancers from other schools (which I have noticed doesn't happen very often as Irish dance is highly competitive and schools don't necessarily promote fuzzy feelings between each other). Even when she has a bad Feis, there is always a friend from her school or another to give her a hug and tell her that it's just one Feis and not to stress out over it. In the three years (has it been that long already?) that she has been dancing (the first year ended up with her dance school, which shall remain nameless since I still harbor ill will towards the owner, shut the school down with only a months notice....just dropped every girl that had been busting their butts for her) I have seen her blossom into this amazing young lady. And even with every freak out over "Why won't this stupid wig stay where it is supposed to go?!" and "OMG! These stupid bobby pins, I hate them! (insert sound of bobby pins being thrown onto the hardwood floor "PING!") I wouldn't trade it for anything. I love this crazy sister/brotherhood that we have become members of and one day, her work will pay off and she will make it to Worlds. Until then I am going to enjoy the ride.

UNW, Cheers!

Sammee

Onwards and upwards to Week 6: Transportation