Bouncing around...

oooo... Pink and shiny!  I love the ball bins at the store as much as any other kid. Yes, there is a lot of kid in me still.  I like it so that is just fine.  So there!  September 17th

Orange you glad...

When all the local shops start putting out mums and pumpkins it is impossible to pretend any more, Fall is creeping up on us very fast.  Truly, I love fall, the smells and sights and sounds all make my senses tingle and my heart happy.  I just hate to see the year rolling past in a blur.  As of today I willing relinquish my claim to summer and will start unpacking my turtle neck sweaters.  The wait for the Great Pumpkin begins again!  September 16th

Somewhere over the Stop n Shop...

You know it is something special when the guys unloading the trucks come out to take pictures.  Don't take my word for it, that is what they said.  It was a pretty awe-inspiring sight.  I wish I had more than my Mommy camera so that I could have recorded the colors with a truer hand.  Nightfall and a point and shoot camera with the flash turned off don't really mix.  It is close though.  The real beauty was seeing it first hand but this is a great way to remember.  September 15th

Just for Alice...

The kids saw them first.  We were on our way into Wednesday night pizza when Philip and his friend said, 'Wow!  Mushrooms!'  These things deserved a wow.  Then they went on to talk at length about whether they would find any Smurfs hiding under them and why Smurf mushrooms aren't blue too.  I tuned that part out. I have my limits.  September 14th

Glittery gold...

Kohl's was having a huge sale and as I stood in line waiting to get out of the melee I saw this.  With my hands full of t-shirts and sale shorts for a 9 year old, I juggled my camera and purse and slipped out of line for a second.  Again, weird stares, I am getting too used to them.  I love the sparkles though.  September 13th

Topsy-turvy...

More evidence of what Irene left behind.  There are stumps like this all over our neighborhood.  The walk to and from school is all about counting them and seeing when they will be cleared. You can just imagine how scary it was when the tree that was attached was down in power lines and worse.  September12th

With the lens cap on...

Today I couldn't bring myself to pick up a camera.  I didn't even try.  10 years ago beauty was obscured by the dust and rubble of a mad man's plans carried out by others believing they were seeking a higher calling.  They saw self righteous retribution but their eyes were shuttered by hatred and intolerance and a blind belief in their need to purify the world.  I think that the masterminds weren't so pure in their motivations but preying on the minds of those that seek to find a pathway to eternal salvation can sometimes be too easy.

On this day, 10 years ago, over 3000 people lost their lives as a handful of people sought to use them to further their cause.  As the planes struck their targets, or thanks to unprecedented bravery, struck a field in Pennsylvania, the lives of so many were ended including the lives of those that set the course for destruction. My men spent this anniversary day watching shows that played video and displayed the images that others took during the darkest hours. I couldn't watch.  I too vividly remember.  

I thought about creating an image series of a slow burning candle or of children at play, something that speaks to the resilience of life, but I didn't.  I couldn't see how to create something of beauty that day.  I will say though that in the hours after the towers fell, still feeling shell shocked and finding it hard not to cry, I remember seeing beauty.  I saw beauty in the images of people throughout the world in the streets praying for the souls of those who left us that day, in the stories of people rushing to the site to help in the rescue work, in the messages left on machines of the people they love from those trapped in a burning building or an ill fated aircraft.  In those brief days, before the politics and me focus reemerged there was a world united in its collective shock and grief.  It is in the hearts of the people who strive to better this planet that we find true beauty.

May we never forget the atrocities that befell us that day so that we try our best to ensure that they never happen again.  With my heart breaking all over again...  September 11th