Today is a day that should not end without somehow being documented…so document I will.

Today got off to a milky start…

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And then came the flowers, weeks behind last year, if I remember correctly…

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And then there was this…oh, my…here comes summer!

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I’m not sure how it started. A year and a half ago, we moved from Massachusetts to the coast of Maine to be near my now 98-1/2 year old dad-in-law. Since the first time I set eyes on this ¬†area in 1974, a certain portion of my heart has been lost…I am the luckiest woman on earth to be able to live where I live. For the first time in my life, I am nothing but homemaker. My mothering duties have dwindled now that my babies are grown, gone, getting married and, in one case, having babies. Getting a job in my chosen field is difficult here…at best, a long commute in seasonally tricky weather, not many employers in the market and, most importantly, a desire to be available to my failing father-in-law and to be a good fur mother to my companion, Boo. Hus has a crazy job that requires travel and a lot of attention even when he is here. I think it works well for him because we make a pretty good team. I keep the home fires burning in a slow, steady way. When he is home and available, hus is responsible for the “projects”…the deck rehab that has been ongoing this summer…the mower/whacker/other outdoor tool fixer…the furniture and fixture assembly/maintenance technician. Our own little village.

Whew, I just got way off track there…sorry…

At any rate, as soon as we moved in, I was drawn to the ocean and sky outside my back sliders. I started snapping photos with my HTC Incredible smartphone. And they were so amazing (not the quality, the subject matter), I found myself sharing a photo on Facebook…and then another, and another. Somehow, it morphed into a photo post each morning that I entitled “Good morning…”, mostly of amazing, always different sunrises. I got a new digital camera for Christmas and it became a part of my wardrobe. I just kept shooting. And now I have more saved photos than I have scripts and scores in my theater collection! I am officially a maniac.

Someday I am going to figure out how to rearrange all these photos into something manageable and identifiable. I use a little magic device called Eye-Fi, which automatically downloads my photos into my computer…and it is magic. However, the photos are downloaded into “by date” files, with no other designation. In order to make them searchable, I have to go into each little file and rename each, then move it into a new subfolder by subject. I know, blah blah blah, but it is such a daunting project, I keep postponing. I’m sensing that I just need to bite the bullet and start working on it diligently, a block at a time. Otherwise, my children will someday be forced to deal with thousands of unnamed and uncataloged digital photos. I would hate to do that to them.

I wonder if I will ever get tired of taking photos of my world here…if I do tire of that, there is my family tree that is in dire need of updating…I have received a lot of information from family members on all sides and I don’t want it to let it fade away.

It is always something…

Cheeky little squirrel