my three suns

It's way too nice a weekend to be cooped up in the house or camped out in front of the computer. So before I make tracks, and head off in search of adventure, I present you with the following photos.

Not sure what you're gonna do with them really. They serve no true purpose. I suppose you could print them out and use them as a coasters or perhaps level a wobbly table leg with them. But really, it is not my place to question what you do with the images or information I post on my blog (unless you happen to be a 33 year old Brazilian with a foot fetish and a penchant for my 12 year old niece; in which case, dude... ewww!) All I know is that they spoke to me on some level. And maybe they'll speak to you too. (But they won't be speaking to you on MSN Messenger, Mr. 33 year old Brazilian!)

Anyways, I snapped this photo from a hotel window in downtown Atlanta a few years ago. It was a complete fluke and I have absolutely no idea how I accomplished it. All I know is that it's pretty freakin' cool. It's kind of like I caught a glimpse into an alternate dimension or something. A dimension where I'm Queen! (A dimension where I've branded 'pervert' across the forehead of a 33 year old Brazilian then chained him in the town square to suffer beneath the scorching heat of the three suns.)


Believe it or not, I took this photo the very first day I bought my camera. I was anxious to use it, so I just walked out into the back yard and started snapping plants, birds, squirrels or whatever. Most of the other photos never made the cut, but this one looked so artsy fartsy I kept it.


This is another keeper from that very first back yard photo shoot. It's a southern jasmine vine and I find it amazing. Sure southern jasmine smells nice, and when it's in bloom it's very pretty. But when you really take the time to look you notice the curves, the color variation and the way the sun dances off the vine. There is beauty in everything - and everyone - if you look a little closer you may discover something amazing.


I never leave the house without a camera. My good camera is the one I take on trips or to special events, those times when I really want to ensure that I get the shot. That camera, however, is a bit bulky so I have a smaller one that I keep in my purse, which is also small enough to tuck into a pocket. And, of course, I have the camera on my cell phone. My point is, you may be stuck in the check out line at IKEA when a photo opportunity walks right past. You'll be happy to know that I managed to only trample two kids and one slow moving soccer mom in the quest to obtain this shot. Is he not the coolest Grampa ever?! I so wanna hang out with him and go bowling or something.


And yes, I'm aware that I post a lot of pictures of my kitties on my blog. Many of you may consider me some sort of lonely, pathetic woman with a house full of cats which I talk to and dress in funny little outfits. And you may be right.


I'm no different than any other girl. If it glitters or sparkles, I'm hooked. This is simply a table full of faux gems in a St. Augustine souvenir shop. Oooo... pretty...


Well my single sun is beckoning and I've got my camera in my back pocket. Adventure awaits! So I leave you with this -

There are no rules for good photographs, there are only good photographs. ~Ansel Adams