www.melanierosephotos.com
and her awesome blog!
mellyrose.blogspot.com
Hope everyone is having an excellent week!
Some picture love from me:
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Check out my new friends photography!
My new friend Melanie is an amazing photographer! Check out her website!
www.melanierosephotos.com
and her awesome blog!
mellyrose.blogspot.com
Hope everyone is having an excellent week!
Some picture love from me:
www.melanierosephotos.com
and her awesome blog!
mellyrose.blogspot.com
Hope everyone is having an excellent week!
Some picture love from me:
Monday, March 29, 2010
Miscellaneous Photos and end-of-March-Magnificence (and a cat)
I will write something worthwhile tomorrow...
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
On my way...
to the rest of a busy busy week.
I can't wait to see so many of my awesome accounts!
I can't wait to see so many of my awesome accounts!
The view from my office. (because my office is my car.... )
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
:::ATTENTION PLEASE:::
Hey- So I noticed that I have eleven followers. I'd like to have more. Because ultimately I want to connect with the whole world in some meaningful way.
On one hand, I'd like to make the sad happy, the happy happier, and the lonely feel that they are not alone. I'd like to mull over ways to make the world better with like minded bohemian thinkers such as myself in plush pillowed tents with colorful drapes, amber and incense wafting about as we smoke hookah and drink mint tea and snack on halvah and honeyed almonds. I want to hear the sitar and chimes. I want to be a part of the collective good will and love that I know outweighs and out muscles the seemingly petulant dark elements in this world.
While on the other hand I want to fight big corporations who are stepping on the little guy. I want to scream and be heard. I'd like my message of hope to go to those who have lost theirs. I want to comfort the sad and let them know that I care, even if it seems that the world has gone black. I'd like to make a small child know that they hold the love and power of the entire universe in their laughter.One day I'd like to make mother nature know how much I appreciate her and how she never fails to delight and inspire me.
I want to save trees, and show people that they should relish the nutrients and goodness in the soil. I'd like to move the worms from puddles onto muddy grass so they can go back home and not drown. I want to bring food to the hungry masses who have never seen more food than they could eat placed before them. I want to help lost souls find a place to call home.
Where there is a dark shadow of fear, I want to bring comfort and light. Where there is anger and hate, I'd like to show compassion and friendship. In the echoing silence I want there to be music and song....I want to paint the world and reveal that there is beauty and grace in almost every corner of every moment.
I'd like to follow, and be followed.
nyc love, 3/2010
my sweet baboo and I, 3/2010
Morgan Park, 12/2010
Lace Hydrangea 7/2009
Rose, 6/2009
On one hand, I'd like to make the sad happy, the happy happier, and the lonely feel that they are not alone. I'd like to mull over ways to make the world better with like minded bohemian thinkers such as myself in plush pillowed tents with colorful drapes, amber and incense wafting about as we smoke hookah and drink mint tea and snack on halvah and honeyed almonds. I want to hear the sitar and chimes. I want to be a part of the collective good will and love that I know outweighs and out muscles the seemingly petulant dark elements in this world.
While on the other hand I want to fight big corporations who are stepping on the little guy. I want to scream and be heard. I'd like my message of hope to go to those who have lost theirs. I want to comfort the sad and let them know that I care, even if it seems that the world has gone black. I'd like to make a small child know that they hold the love and power of the entire universe in their laughter.One day I'd like to make mother nature know how much I appreciate her and how she never fails to delight and inspire me.
I want to save trees, and show people that they should relish the nutrients and goodness in the soil. I'd like to move the worms from puddles onto muddy grass so they can go back home and not drown. I want to bring food to the hungry masses who have never seen more food than they could eat placed before them. I want to help lost souls find a place to call home.
Where there is a dark shadow of fear, I want to bring comfort and light. Where there is anger and hate, I'd like to show compassion and friendship. In the echoing silence I want there to be music and song....I want to paint the world and reveal that there is beauty and grace in almost every corner of every moment.
I'd like to follow, and be followed.
Morgan Park, 12/2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
POWERFUL
You know how this world is great big and bad? And it can seem overwhelming when you're lost in the shuffle of life?
Just know that you are very very very POWERFUL. It doesn't take more than true intent, and focus and a moment to meditate on what you want- if you put your energy towards making it happen, it will.
The reason why I am sharing this brief and vague post can't really be shared rightthisverysecond....however in time I'll explain. Just remember, your thoughts and will are very very powerful, so be careful what you wish for.
LOVE LOVE LOVE
Just know that you are very very very POWERFUL. It doesn't take more than true intent, and focus and a moment to meditate on what you want- if you put your energy towards making it happen, it will.
The reason why I am sharing this brief and vague post can't really be shared rightthisverysecond....however in time I'll explain. Just remember, your thoughts and will are very very powerful, so be careful what you wish for.
LOVE LOVE LOVE
Saturday, March 20, 2010
More Spring-ness!
By the way, Cardinals are super aggressive! I suppose there was a nest near by because they were almost dive-bombing me! It was intense. But I got a few interesting shots and went on my merry way. Hope you like them!
Friday, March 19, 2010
Spring Crocus!
This Saturday is the First day of SPRING! It's amazing how a little bit of warmth, and a little bit of sun seems to make the whole world bloom into color and love...
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
...Origins of Sara-Wildflower....
So my non-blog-name is Sara.
When I was a little girl (and now...) I LOVED flowers. While they're referred to as weeds, dandelions, clover, "purples", and goldenrod were daily props when I played out-doors in Ohio. My huge backyard served as host to them, as well as some idle heather flowers and buttercups. My favorite flowers would adorn my head in a wreathy crown, and others would make their way into a stew brewed up by myself and and friends when we were playing "cooking show".
Once while driving with my grandparents, I had grown tired of playing with my car toys (pocket connect four with my then 3 year old brother wasn't working- he kept winning!), and I noticed that there was a GREAT abundance of flowers on the side of the road. Bright amethyst purples! Golden yellows! Screaming pinks!! I was in heaven...Now this all goes back to a few things about me: I was a total spoiled princess when I was a kid. Not like "here's a pony 'Precious, go have fun"...but if I wanted something reasonable- I got it. Just because I knew how to ask, and was coincedentally charming as a fox! Also as a person who was born an artist- color does something to me- as a child there was no way for me to communicate it- but I NEEDED color. Often I'd use grass and dandilions to stain my keds white shoes in different patterns...Back to the car.
So these great big fiels on the side of the road had me so excited! I couldn't take it any longer and asked my grandpa to pull over so I could pick flowers. First he laughed- and said we were almost to our destination. Then my grandma made a joke about bugs being all over them and that I didn't 'need' those flowers and kept knitting. And I asked again- nicely. Also adding that my mom lets me pick flowers all the time. And yet again my request was met with a no, and a kind joke. So, the fact that I was very wound up about these flowers, and a bit of a brat who just got told no-TWICE; I sort of freaked out. When the story is retold I said a few different things but I remember saying something to the effect of : "IF YOU DON'T LET ME OUT SO I CAN GET FLOWERS I WILL THROW MYSELF OUT THE WINDOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" At a freakishly high decible and legs flailing. FULL OUT TANTRUM. Yeah, that was me. Charming as ever...
My poor grandparents didn't know what to do, so they caved (mind you at this point my brother who was sleeping woke up asked if we were on the side of the road b/c I had to pee...). I literally picked ONE golden rod, ONE daisy , and ONE queen annes lace. Later that evening when telling my mom about the days events (while I slept happily with the wilted bouquet in a plastic hotel cup of water next to me)- my mom filled them in on a little secret- She called me (and still does- much to my liking actually) Sara Wildflower and let me run through fields to pick flowers. Yes...I was a hippie even as a kid. And in Ohio it wasn't hard to find fields that had tons of flowers.So she'd stop on the side of the road for me.
So flash forward about 21 years. You'll notice that the majority of my photos are of flowers. This is because something inside of me NEEDS them. And I can't very well (as a sane, rational adult) take them all with me. I can't always pull over to pick goldenrods (though I did once, and there was an enormous weird bug on it that I didn't notice until it was flying around my car...lesson learned. I'm not going to do that anymore). So the second best way (actually the first best way since I don't have to kill them to keep them) for me to feed my drive for flora is to take their picture. So you get to know a little bit about one of the few nicknames my mom has for me, as well as why 97% of the pictures I post are of flowers.
Me, posing with my loves...
When I was a little girl (and now...) I LOVED flowers. While they're referred to as weeds, dandelions, clover, "purples", and goldenrod were daily props when I played out-doors in Ohio. My huge backyard served as host to them, as well as some idle heather flowers and buttercups. My favorite flowers would adorn my head in a wreathy crown, and others would make their way into a stew brewed up by myself and and friends when we were playing "cooking show".
Once while driving with my grandparents, I had grown tired of playing with my car toys (pocket connect four with my then 3 year old brother wasn't working- he kept winning!), and I noticed that there was a GREAT abundance of flowers on the side of the road. Bright amethyst purples! Golden yellows! Screaming pinks!! I was in heaven...Now this all goes back to a few things about me: I was a total spoiled princess when I was a kid. Not like "here's a pony 'Precious, go have fun"...but if I wanted something reasonable- I got it. Just because I knew how to ask, and was coincedentally charming as a fox! Also as a person who was born an artist- color does something to me- as a child there was no way for me to communicate it- but I NEEDED color. Often I'd use grass and dandilions to stain my keds white shoes in different patterns...Back to the car.
So these great big fiels on the side of the road had me so excited! I couldn't take it any longer and asked my grandpa to pull over so I could pick flowers. First he laughed- and said we were almost to our destination. Then my grandma made a joke about bugs being all over them and that I didn't 'need' those flowers and kept knitting. And I asked again- nicely. Also adding that my mom lets me pick flowers all the time. And yet again my request was met with a no, and a kind joke. So, the fact that I was very wound up about these flowers, and a bit of a brat who just got told no-TWICE; I sort of freaked out. When the story is retold I said a few different things but I remember saying something to the effect of : "IF YOU DON'T LET ME OUT SO I CAN GET FLOWERS I WILL THROW MYSELF OUT THE WINDOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" At a freakishly high decible and legs flailing. FULL OUT TANTRUM. Yeah, that was me. Charming as ever...
My poor grandparents didn't know what to do, so they caved (mind you at this point my brother who was sleeping
So flash forward about 21 years. You'll notice that the majority of my photos are of flowers. This is because something inside of me NEEDS them. And I can't very well (as a sane, rational adult) take them all with me. I can't always pull over to pick goldenrods (though I did once, and there was an enormous weird bug on it that I didn't notice until it was flying around my car...lesson learned. I'm not going to do that anymore). So the second best way (actually the first best way since I don't have to kill them to keep them) for me to feed my drive for flora is to take their picture. So you get to know a little bit about one of the few nicknames my mom has for me, as well as why 97% of the pictures I post are of flowers.
Flowers are amazing and whenever people ask me to choose my favorite I am just comepletey unable to even pick one. Orchids are so exotic and luscious...their scent is positively delicious. Yet at the same time a simple daisy can make me smile and make a day better in an instant.
Oh where is my time? (picture heavy)
I wanted to share some pictures that make me happy, since I can't sit down to really write much this morning.
Spring is almost here and I am so ready for it! That smell of freshness, and sense that everything is about to pop.
Also, if you aren't already reading her blog, check it out! whosthatgamine.blogspot.com. She's a ray of sunshine so it's a nice compliment to our beautiful day in NY.
Enjoy your day.... I'm off to make the most of mine! :)
Spring is almost here and I am so ready for it! That smell of freshness, and sense that everything is about to pop.
Also, if you aren't already reading her blog, check it out! whosthatgamine.blogspot.com. She's a ray of sunshine so it's a nice compliment to our beautiful day in NY.
Enjoy your day.... I'm off to make the most of mine! :)
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