Second Call: The Good Shepherd — Cheryl Years ago, I bought two books by Sofia Cavalletti: The Religious Potential of the Child and its sequel aimed for 6- to 12-year-olds. They sat on the shelf, unread, for years. Yesterday, I finished the first book. Of course, by the time I had finished chapter two, I […]
The Call: Out the Window — Jessica I normally use Lightroom to process all my images since I shoot in Raw, but my Mac is in its death throes and will no longer stay on if I ask it to process a few photos. So, I decided to play around the other day with some […]
The Call: Toy Time — Jessica No matter how many toys are lying in his path, it fails to divert his attention once the camera comes out. Response: Hole Saws — Cheryl Bob the plumber was here most of the day (we now have a toilet in the downstairs bathroom and a sink in my […]
The Call: Wings — Cheryl This angel was a going-away gift from friends when I left Colorado eight years ago. I like the reminder it sports: If you were born without wings, do nothing to prevent them growing —Coco Chanel Oh, and this is the very first shot I took with my Lensbaby, which arrived […]
The Call: Sunflower — Jessica I really can’t complain — it hasn’t been THAT hot this summer. But those days are just around the corner. The heat and humidity have been creeping up and the sun is definitely getting stronger. I am very thankful for air-conditioning. But then again, maybe our country would be better […]
The Call: White is the Color of Innocence — Cheryl Design by Robert Frost I found a dimpled spider, fat and white On a white heal-all, holding up a moth Like a white piece of rigid satin cloth— Assorted characters of death and blight Mixed ready to begin the morning right, Like the ingredients of […]
The Call: Perfect Pears — Jessica I was moving these pears around my kitchen this, wiping down the counter after breakfast. I loved their bright, spring green color and their curvy shape. As soon as the light got better in my study, I fired up the camera and put together a little still life. I […]
The Call: Broken — Jessica I took a Lensbaby class today, taught by Corey Hilz, at the local botanical garden. The best part was that I finally got my hands on an Edge 80. It was lovely! This particular photograph is not really a very good representation of the lens (this one is better!)…I’m not […]
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: 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: An Abundance of Acorns — Jessica It’s no wonder the squirrels around here are so fat this winter — you should see the acorns just rotting away all over the ground. Catherine, Luke, Danny and I went to the playground this afternoon to walk down by the creek to gather rocks for Catherine’s […]
The Call: Snow Dog — Cheryl Caddie is nearly 13 years old and has arthritis in her back legs. When there’s snow on the ground and a stick to fetch, though, you’d think she was no more than two or three years old. The Response: Drying Pin People — Jessica “Quick Catherine, fetch some paint […]
The Call: Creek — Jessica We know that all creation is groaning in labor pains even until now; and not only that, but we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, we also groan within ourselves as we wait for adoption, the redemption of our bodies. For in hope we were saved. Now hope […]
The Call: Lilly — Jessica A sense of wonder at the world and its complexities creates a desire for understanding. Response: Tracings — Cheryl Photography helps me to see the wonder hidden in plain sight all around me.