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New to Black and White Photography

In my neophyte approach to learning black and white photography, I've discovered, my love for color precedes my approach in photography. This week's challenge for Cee's Black & White Photography is Weather. In Wisconsin, we're blessed to encounter almost all of the facets of weather, at least the four seasons give us a pretty good chance… Continue reading New to Black and White Photography

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Crow strut

Crows are a common sight in our yard.  They usually congregate together as they strut around the yard ravaging or cawing at each other when they find debris or remains left behind by other predators.  Frankly, anything they find is worthy of eating, they are not fussy birds. They're kind of intimidating looking birds to… Continue reading Crow strut

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Gingerly cat bath

I can't imagine having to wash with only my tongue and my paw.  Ewe.  But cats do so all the time, and the results are elegantly beautiful. The dainty manner in which their baths are conducted is almost mesmerizing. Tizzie shows great care and concern while she performs her bathing routine. So absorbed in the process, she… Continue reading Gingerly cat bath

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Temporary habits

If I sit back in reflection of how much of my daily routine consists of temporary moments, I confess it is more often than I pay attention to. From the instant I get up, to the minute I lay down to rest at night, I experience points in time that aren't permanent.  Yet they orchestrate how… Continue reading Temporary habits

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Faint views – CB&W

As I stand here typing at my desk, I'm a bit woozy from the faint smell of apple cider vinegar wafting around the room.  The furnace has kicked in for the day, warming the chill of the air ever so slightly. An office smelling salad-like at 5:00 am seems just so wrong.  It's been too long… Continue reading Faint views – CB&W

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Dementia – if only there was a cure

As I held her hand the day mom took her last breath, it was a blurry day for me.  If only there had been a cure, a way to have stopped what took her so early in life. We're supposed to age gracefully and live past 70, aren't we? Mom died of vascular dementia five years… Continue reading Dementia – if only there was a cure