photo challenge

Out of the Box–Focus on the Eyes

reflection in my nephew’s eyes * * * We also do a photo challenge here called Popinjay. This week’s prompt word is: imperfect. Here’s a description of what Popinjay is all about. * * *

12.6.10 one thousand gifts and popinjay

one thousand (imperfect) gifts naming these things, putting pen to paper, physically moving my body to be grateful is harder than it appears. Good moments, bad moments, indifferent moments, she’s right–they’re all His moments.  Labeling one good and one bad, in my imperfect knowing…not wise. Always a struggle to decipher the “Thank God” comments.  Thank God (insert name) survived cancer. … Read More

Popinjay–Fake

That’s right. It’s fake. and i love it * * * Next week’s prompt is: IMPERFECT

Out of the Box–Up a Tree

* * * We also do a photo challenge here called Popinjay. This week’s prompt word is: Disorganized. Here’s a description of what Popinjay is all about. * * *

Popinjay–Disorganized

Me. I am disorganized. Sorta. I mean, I know where everything is even if there’s clutter. And of course, I forgot to post popinjay yesterday, which just builds the case against me! But, truthfully, as I sat thinking of a picture to take, I’ve come to the realization that I’m not really disorganized, I’m forgetful. Look and see. What do … Read More

Popinjay–Curious

So now you know the rest of the story… But the one I really wanted to post (that breaks the pets/babies rule) 🙂 * * * Next week’s prompt is: EXTRAVAGANT

Popinjay–Silent

When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence. –Ansel Adams Create, artist, do not talk. –Johann Wolfgang von Goethe * * * Next week’s prompt is: CURIOUS

Popinjay–Organized

And how ironic. Popinjay is late this week. Showing you just how organized I am (not!) right now. Lemme just tell you how glad that the God that painted this has got my back. And if I’m not organized for a season, He still knows (and guides.) * * * Next week’s prompt is: SILENT

Popinjay–Grief

When I started Popinjay, I had no clue I’d lose my mom.  She wanted to be cremated, so there is no grave to visit and that’s kinda weird.  My brother, sister, and I buried her ashes in the places she wanted them. I also have some in my closet to mix with paint so I can create… Beauty from ashes. … Read More