The Call: Fast Shoes — Jessica Yesterday at Target I bought my daughter a pair of cute red flats. Luke, who was shopping with us, piped up and insisted that HE wanted some red shoes too. “Okay, Luke, let’s go and see, but I don’t think they have too many little boy shoes in red.” […]
The Call: Ice-Coated Road — Cheryl The weather warmed up last night, resulting in pea-soup fog and water on top of any snow/ice that never got cleared away (creating a very slippery surface). This is a situation I generally wouldn’t bother driving into, but Jack had a dental cleaning at 11:30. After the appointment, I […]
The Call: A Symphony of Light — Jessica The afternoon sun is like a symphony of light over the baby’s crib. It’s empty because he prefers our bed — less glare. : ) Response: A Symphony of Artists — Cheryl When Dennis and I started dating in 1988, he introduced to me to a symphony […]
The Call: Frozen this Time — Cheryl When I don’t feel like wandering far from home, I can step out my front door, walk down the road less than half a mile, and take pictures of the creek. The Response: Eternal Rest — Jessica The final end of all our wanderings… Not trying to be […]
The Call: Nowhere to Hide — Jessica My floors are an absolute dirt and fur covered nightmare. I blame the dogs and the kids… It looks worse when the sun shines on it. As soon as I post this, I will go vacuum. Really. Response: A Galaxy in a Stream — Cheryl I blame Bridget […]
The Call: A New Dress — Cheryl Stella has a drawer full of denim: jeans she inherited from brothers and cousins, and a pair or two I bought. I don’t think she’ll ever wear them. The Response: Denim Leggings — Jessica Danny models his denim leggings — they sure fit a lot better than his […]
The Call: Tri-sled — Jessica I have a common practice of wandering around my house and saying, “oh my, why in the world is THAT there?” Of course I know the answer is because some child was playing with it and then put it down and left. But still, there have been some very unsual […]
The Call: Fading into the Background — Cheryl I find self-portraits difficult, because any number of tiny imperfections (like those rosacea pustules) become magnified and result in disproportionately huge feelings of self-consciousness. The Response: Snow Day — Jessica A tiny bit of snow and the landscape is transformed. It was only an inch — but […]
The Call: Pixie’s Spot — Jessica Sure, I could concoct a story about Pixie and how she relates to the call for today. But the truth is, I spent all day trying to come up with something funny or clever and just kept coming up empty. Some days are like that and finally it was […]
The Call: Yellow and Orange — Cheryl Pink has always been my favorite color, but … well, maybe it really isn’t. Whenever it comes time to paint a room, I invariably gravitate towards blue, but … well, lately, I’ve found an awful lot of citrus colors in my life, and not just in the fruit […]
The Call: Danny & Me — Jessica I’ve gotten use to daily themes and challenges — at least in terms of picture taking and 365 projects. This was originally an idea for the lensbaby group on g+. They are running a self-portrait challenge that has me a bit stumped. Taking a self-portrait is challenging enough […]
The Call: Magnified — Cheryl I feel rather transparent for choosing a shot through a magnifying glass. It seems like a bit of a cliché to me, but there are days when that’s all I’ve got. The Call: Hot Tubes — Jessica My husband was playing his guitar today and the transparent tubes in his […]
The Call: Reaching — Jessica Yes, I am an amateur and I am proud of that. I photograph for the love of taking pictures. And to “keep the moment from running away,” as Eudora Welty said. But there is also a drive to learn more and to improve — not necessarily because I foresee some […]
The Call: Instruction Manuals — Cheryl I’ve discovered that I like to learn on my own, taking my time, following rabbit trails, picking up a book and dropping it for something else a few chapters later. This modus operandi is one of the reasons I feel compelled to buy books and seldom visit the library. […]