Back when there were film camera's

yes, film and even black and white. My two year old was a perfect model when I took a photography class and used a sinlge reflective lens with thirty-five millimeter film.I also developed the negatives and the print myself. It was difficult to expose the print at her arm because it was so bright. The answer was to dodge and burn a technique of the darkroom. I loved to take, and develope my own pictures. I wish I still could It's even better than photoshop.

more rain droplets

As the wind blew softly through the trees
the clouds billowed brilliantly through the sky's sea
then with gales forces came the wind and rain
softly then the drops fell on the petals waiting for a drink
when the cloud bursts were over, and the wind stilled
the rose petals glistened in the shining suns glow
with each drop of water that touched the precious rose.

oh what beauty was beheld, from such a torrid storm,
the rose stood like a reminder The calm after the storm

my kitty "Patches"

My kitty, Patches, well you have to know she is the best right? she is also the prettiest. She never would cause any trouble no never. Actually she is very particular she only likes me. She rarely let's anyone else pet her.
Also she hisses at the other two cats even Sativa which she has known from when Sativa was a kitten. Patches was queen of the house and the only cat for the first seven years of her life. She is now ten and thinks she still needs to rule the roost.
You can just look at her picture and see it in her demeanor that she thinks she's all that and more. oh but I do love my kitty.
When she was six months old she got out of my apartment. She was missing for a whole week. When a neighbor showed up at my door with her asking if she was mine I cried I couldn't believe my eyes or luck!
She has never ventured outdoors again, I think it scared her sufficiently, all three of our cats are completely indoor kitty's, and could you imagine if they were to get out right now in the rain???
why they would melt!!!

introducing Sumo

Introducing Sumo!! He is actually my brothers Cat, but needs to be introduced. I feed him, I clean his poo, I clean his hair ball barfs, occasionally I brush him, and I of course daily give him love and attention. For all intents and purposes he is as much mine as he is Micheals.
I love him as if he were mine. I have photographed him many times. He sleeps real funny. He wieghs a whopping 16 pounds and could actoully grow some more even though he is four years old already.
He is a maine coon with his wild cat features and long thick coat, he loves to play and often play fights with the girls (sativa and Patches), Sativa returns the fun, Patches just hisses at him and asks him to go away.
Sumo looks very regal, but don't let that fool you he is a very silly cat in fact he thinks he is a dog! He greets everyone who comes to the door and will even jump in their laps. He always wants to be in your lap and in your face. He follows you around like a puppy, correction he follows me around like a puppy.
He also begs and wants his belly rubbed, silly cat! I do love him though. He is a very cool kitty.

heres looking at you...

A black cat is supposed to be bad luck... well she is just about the sweetest little girl that there is.
She crosses my path often but mostly she sits in my lap. She is easy to photograph she loves the camera and the camera loves her.
It has been determined she is part Bombay, I don't think she is pure bred, she is a mutt but she definitely has some of the breed in her.
Her copper eyes glow an eerie green when light shines in them, they are pretty either way. This close up shot of her face is a favorite of my Micky Mouse which is my daughters nickname, it is her cat sort of, I gave her an eight by ten of the picture for her birthday and she loved it.
she doesn't mind if this black cat crosses her path either, she just thinks that this sweet kitty is special and good luck all around.

my best friends

I was born five years before my little sister. It made me feel great disdain for this little intruder who was taking over all of my moms time and energy. And to make it worse this little monster cried and made messes. She was a tool.
As she grew it seemed to get worse because her cuteness improved as her crying lessened and she began to speak. One might think when she started to play I would have liked her more, but no she stole my best friend. Who unfortunately thought she made a good toy.
As years turned my little intruder into a teenager I was becoming a young adult. I started to become friends with our mother. Best friends. I still felt a burning Jealousy for my sister and fought so viciously with her that I broke my big toe kicking her and she broke her finger defending herself from me.
slowly however there came a time when we started to talk, to share moments. And we were even in each others wedding. I think the time we spent apart was when we began to grow the closest.
Now that little intruder is one of my best friends. I don't let much more than a day go by without talking to her. We go out to lunch with our other best friend (our mom) and we also go shopping and to museums and other fun adventures.
I am so grateful that my parents had the thought to have this little intruder come into our lives. though there were many bumps and bruises, I am so very Grateful for her now.

Ten things I learned since I became a Mother

I heard there was a writing prompt to name ten things you've learned since you became a mother so I decided to take that challenge.
The three loves of my life... what I have learned from them is priceless.

1. first of all I learned unconditional love knows no bounds
2. I learned that your example is only so much they become their own individual person.
3. your child does become your friend
4. only fight the battles worth fighting
5. it cost a lot of money to raise a child to 18 and so on
6. children can really make you smile
7. you lift them up but they also lift you up
8. giving to them is easy and simple cause all they really need is love
9. letting them grow up is hard
10. and from my grandma I learned, first you worry about your kids, then your kids kids, then your kids kids kids, and I am really looking forward to that.