This 1956 Dodge Lancer is significant not because of its antiquity, rather it is because of the meaning behind it. After finding a near perfect replica of his very first car (the original being green and dark green), my dad jumped at the chance to purchase this gem of an automobile. A lover and collector of anything with an engine, running or not, my father finally had an opportunity to showcase a glimpse of his youth at an annual car show this past summer. The joy on his face as others admired and asked questions about his first love spoke volumes; there was no doubt that he was in his element sharing in his vast knowledge of vehicles (antiques especially) and of memories past. In that moment, my husband and I were grateful that we had time to take in the brief, but meaningful showing. It’s not often that we as children get a glimpse into what our parents would have been like as youngsters, but the sparkle in my dad’s eyes that day did just that–a once young fellow with friends, girlfriends, hopes, dreams, spunk, HAIR, and likely, a few innocent antics:-). A special memory of 2017 without a doubt!
One of the allures in Wai’anapanapa State Park in Maui is the natural beauty of the black sand beaches mixed in with age-old lava rock, whose stories I am sure stretch well beyond the depths of the South Pacific waters. As it turned out during our brief visit to the park, a group of twenty-something year olds decided to add to the ocean’s vast storybook by Ascending one of the jagged cliffs and free jumping into the sparkling pool of blue below. While I admired their relentless courage as they ascended, jumped, swam and ascended again and again, I was more than happy to partake as a bystander given that my idea of engaging in ANY body of water is wading in ankle-deep. Nonetheless, I could certainly appreciate the once-in-a-lifetime, thrill-seeking opportunity and we considered ourselves lucky to capture a few shots of their brave, yet enticing undertaking.
I wonder if she’s feeling a little Cheeky … I’m thinking maybe so?! After all, she’s standing in front of her own heated house, with her very own Christmas stocking sporting a picture of herself. If nothing else, I think it would be fair to say that she’s a little bit spoiled, BUT she’s worth it:-).
"Meowy Christmas, Everyone!"
There’s nothing Pedestrian at all about this shot, in my opinion.
While some may view this pile of leaves as just another fall clean-up chore, they are nothing of the sort. In colour and kind, these maple-shaped wonders are representive of the great country that I call home. Cheers, Canada!
While this may not be the best photo composition in town, the perfect, yellow Structure of this subject is worthy of a submission in my opinion. Picked and enjoyed from our very own garden just the other day, I had to capture the uniformed essence of these pre-cooked kernels of sweet corn; from end to end, round and round, not one single part of the cob was unfilled or unripe–nearly a first for me. No wonder this much-loved vegetable appeals to kids and adults alike. Add in a little slathering of butter and salt on top (though I also enjoy it plain), and you have a meal unto itself–just ask my husband, who recalls a few childhood dinners of exactly that. And, the best part is that there is little prep and no cutlery required, saving on dishes and clean-up:-). All that is needed once grilled, boiled or microwaved (yes, microwaved) is a firm grip, some solid teeth, a healthy appetite and likely a napkin, and you are Good. To. Go. Now, is that corny or what?! Hmmmm!