Hummingbird's

I thought I would post something more pleasant today. No swarming babies, just hummingbird's.

After taking a few photos of hummingbird's resting on the feeder perch, my father - an excellent photographer - said it was easy to get good shots of hummingbird's at rest. The trick, he said, was getting a good shot of a hummingbird in flight. The icing on the cake, for me was getting a shot of a hummingbird in flight just as the sun was rising.

Picked hummingbird's to post because I remembered something. I wanted to get photos of the sunrise, so I rose before anyone else one morning and waited on the deck (extended family vacation in June 2008, Bear Lake, ID). It was quiet. A good quiet. A peaceful quiet. A quiet that as the sun rose, soaked into my bones. I need to remember that. Quiet won't always be so unsettling. I just need to wait for it, look for it - I'll get there.

The Flotsam in my Head

Have had a sculpture floating around in my head all day today. Don’t have a clue as to why. It resides in Vigeland Park (Oslo, Norway) along with 211 others. Gustav Vigeland created them all, and most are normal or as Wikipedia puts it “statues (that) depict people engaging in various typically human pursuits”. This one isn’t one of those. Wiki labels it “abstract” and titles it: “Man Attacked by Babies”:

If anything, today I am the antithesis of this. Gary is heading off to play boat games with the scouts overnight, Ryan is out with friends until late - so I am alone. So why baby tossing is scrolling through my brain is beyond me. Just in case you are concerned / wondering - the babies all look as if they are thoroughly enjoying whatever it is they are doing....

This 'alone' thing takes some getting used to. Thought that if I cranked up the volume of my music things would not be so quiet. Jessie's finger phone calls, conversations with Ryan, Gary's laughter - they sink deep into the bone. Music ... just bounces off the surface. It's just noise.

But ... it will have to do for tonight!