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Recalculating

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I told you it was beginning to look and feel like fall in my neck of the woods. See the mist that hangs in the air. This was taken last evening shortly before sunset. It’s brisk out this morning and requires a jacket. brrrrrr

You know that little voice that speaks up and changes the flow of your journey in mid-stream? No I’m not talking about the lady in your GPS system; I’m talking about that inner voice that says “hey your going the wrong way.” Do you know her? I have one of those but the trouble with my guide is that she frequently says “recalculating” but doesn’t explain where I’m supposed to be going or how I am to get there.

I’m on this creative journey and there are so many things I wanna do (like make a photo journal) and places I wanna go (like somewhere on the other side of the ocean) but there never seems to be enough time or money for any of it. I envision my life as this infinite thing with time and space for everything but I am a realist and know the reality of that dream. One of my goals is to live to be 100, so I can experience all the changes in society and yes, so I will have time to do everything imaginable. Life should be simple and one’s heart should be content with simple things but I’m just not that kind of girl.

My mind wanders, my curiosity leaps, as my heart yearns for more. What makes us simple or complicated and how can some be so content in the place they are standing, no matter how dull or insignificant it may seem? Perhaps their system isn’t equipped with that annoying little GPS-like voice that says “recalculating” every time they take a wrong turn or deviate from the path.

My map is complicated and the roads don’t have names. There are so many destinations that I haven’t met, but intend to, in time. I’ve walked through fields of flowers and the sidewalks of Times Square, I’ve enjoyed the essence of sea-spray on my cheeks, and climbed mountains in Montana, I’ve swam the Great Lakes and sailed in a boat ten miles across the Atlantic ocean but I know there is so much more just waiting to be discovered. My guide sometimes speaks in a foreign language and I have to do my best to interpret her message. So far this journey has been worth every moment but where is it taking me? Maybe I don’t I need to know that answer. Perhaps I should close my eyes and enjoy the ride, with ups and downs that sometimes mimic the thrill of a roller-coaster? I could raise my arms and scream at every turn. I should ignore the voice that says “recalculating” and press on.

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I’m still trying to tame little Willow (I just don’t know when to give up). We’ve made a connection but she still won’t let me get close enough to touch her. I want to run my fingers through her fluffy coat in the worst way. Isn’t she beautiful?

(If you don’t have a GPS in your car and are totally confused with my post or the comparison I’m making, let me explain. Most GPS systems come with an audible voice that will say something like this,” in 300 yards/meters turn left on route 66″ and if you miss your turn, this voice suddenly interrupts with the word “recalculating.” She then sends you on a detour to regain your place on the intended path.)

Well, not only do I have  that voice as part of the GPS in my car I also have a similar voice that lives in my head and frequently tries to keep me on the right path. The problem is, I don’t know where she’s sending me and I’m not sure why I can’t make a few side trips here and there. Can anyone else relate?

Here’s a youtube video of the system that lives in my car (not my head).

She’s a little annoying, isn’t she?

Well, I’m off to get some editing done and pics listed in my shop. Didn’t I say I was going to do that yesterday?

Recalculating!

xo-jj

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August 6, 2009 Posted by | confessions, me, photography | , , , , , , , , , , | 9 Comments

Hey God, is this your way of keeping me entertained?

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This headlines should read:
When country critters invade her space the city girl sweeps into action but gets caught up on her cape, heals or something like that.

Dear friends, I’ve really made a mess of things and I’m afraid I may have become the cat-woman or at least a crazy one.  It all started out so innocently, really it did. This beautiful bob-tailed tom cat was continually visiting  my porch, he looked hungry and lonely, so I feed him a little dog food. Well that quickly turned into left over chicken, then cat food and then he became my friend.  I got sucked in by his gorgeous blue eyes and gentle personality. But then along came Mamma cat, a stray, that has been lurking around the field for years. She hadn’t come close to the house before but now there was lunch and dinner and well, she became my friend too. It looked as though she was pregnant so I took pity and began feeding her as well. But wait remember the tree full of kittens? Yeah, she’d already had a litter of four and brought them to see me, well more like she brought them to dinner.  So now I’m feeding two adult strays and 4 kittens but wait… now enter a third adult cat- a tom cat who tries to attack my Ricky-Bobby (not real original for a bob-tailed cat) and the mama kitty. I”ve tried to chase him away but he isn’t afraid. I’m concerned for the kittens who are still wild and won’t let me catch them so I can give them safe homes. I leave food and a bed in the garage at night for them but I can’t do that forever, I want my garage back and Mr. Java isn’t happy.

Back to the problem with the third tom-cat, I enlisted the help of my cat chasing dog but she didn’t even bark at the big tom-cat, they rubbed noses. She hates every other cat and delights in chasing Ricky-Bobby away every chance she gets, so what gives?  The other night a raccoon came looking for cat food, he tangled with the mama cat-she won. Then last night a big fat skunk tried to enter the garage to get a bite to eat. It’s getting a bit ridiculous isn’t it? “Hey up there, It’s me the witch of Wild Kingdom and I could use some navigation down here!. ”

I really don’t want to live in a house that smells like cats as you come up the walk and the big guy says, “you’ve created this mess and I don’t want any part of it.” Oh and to top all of this off the mama kitty is pregnant again. Oy vey, I think I’m in over my head and I haven’t even mentioned all of the other wild creatures who dig up my lawn and ravage the garden. I live in the city limits for gosh sakes! (I’m trying not to swear) but I’m like a magnet for wild animals, always have been- sorry Mr. Java I didn’t mean you 😉

I’m beginning to feel a bit like the witch in the old Disney movie “The three lives of Thomasina”. Gosh I loved that movie as a little girl. Now stop, I’m not that old they replayed it on the Wonderful World of Disney many, many times.  I remember Sunday nights sitting in front of the fire place watching Disney while eating popcorn- I miss those days.

Alright friends, now my garage smells like cat pee, so I’m in trouble when the mister gets home, what the hell (I couldn’t control myself any longer) what should I do? Oh and if you’re my sister and you’re laughing-stop it, or I’ll tell my friends the story about your glasses and the steamy shower! Ah huh, I knew that’d keep you quiet! Remember my post The city girl doesn’t want to meet the farmers wife? Well this city girl needs a farm and a barn!

That’s all, I’m exhausted!

xo-jj

July 10, 2009 Posted by | confessions, me, saga, Uncategorized | , , , , , , , , | 7 Comments

Summer is magic

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Taken with g10 digital camera- no tweaking

If I were to list all the things I love, it would be way too long. Summer would be toward the top of that list. I love it for so many reasons and this summer, although not as warm as I like it, is no exception. I feel as though all year is kind of a build up to summer, just waiting to get outside and enjoy the sunshine, start a garden, take long walks, sit on the porch, go on vacation- the list is endless. This summer has been particularly strange, weather wise, but sort of magic in other ways. Just today for instance, as I sat down to get to work I saw something kind of incredible. The mama cat, that I’ve been feeding, was headed back down the trail to the secret bramble, where she hides her kittens, when she stopped dead in her tracks and crouched down. A few minutes later a deer came out of the brush and flipped her off with his nose. She ran back to the porch and he followed. I had to laugh thinking, oh no what will the big guy say about not only stray cats but stray deer coming to the porch for food.

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Speaking of Mama cat I went on a hunt and found her litter of four. They were very well hidden in a bramble of brush that was like a whole city. It was amazing and reminded me of a children’s fairy tale. Under neath several fallen trees is a maze of secret nooks and hidden fortresses. After several attempts to get a good look at them, the whole family slipped down a giant rabbit hole to hide. One by one they would venture back out and scamper around until they saw my watchful eye. Then shoop, they disappeared down the rabbit hole. It really was just like a story and kind of inspired me to write again. Here I go off on another tangent- stay the course Junie! Well anyway, what I was trying to say is I don’t think I’ll ever catch them, so I will befriend them the old fashioned way- with food.

I told you about my incredible camera finds last week. Well my daughter and I played with the Polaroid camera from the seventies and got a few fun pics. Taking a Polaroid is kind of like taking a bad picture with a modern camera only there is this magical retro kind of feel that’s hard to explain and of course there is the instant gratification thing. Yeah I like instant gratification and the tangible feel of a photograph developing in your hand- love that too.

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Taken with a polaroid land camera, scanned into photoshop and tweaked just a bit.

This is completely off subject but I was thinking this morning about how hard I’ve been trying to make a living at home with fine art photography and other artsy endevors. I desperately want to avoid the possibility of ever returning to the dreaded cubical world. Update… I stopped by the studio to take a peek at my inventory and had a sweet message waiting for me. I am featured in Treasury West today. Sometimes the universe gives you a sign 🙂 

There comes a time when it is more painful to remain a safe little bud and the risk to open up and blossom is unavoidable. I think I’m approaching that point in my life. A time when I can no longer just stay tightly wrapped and safe. By staying in safe mode, I risk losing too much or set myself up to go back to a life of miserable office politics.

The risk of blossoming is no longer off limits but I’m not sure I know how or when to blossom. I can’t seem to get to that next level. I guess each new faze of our life has a gestation period and needs time to ripen but I feel as though I’ve been tip-toeing down this path for a long time and this path has got to lead somewhere doesn’t it? Maybe I need to take a peek down another path. No, stop! I think I’ve done  enough venturing down other paths. I think I need to learn how to stay the course. I think I ramble too much 😉

Well, I think we’ve had enough enough soup and nuts for today I’ll be back tomorrow for who knows what. Oh BTW thank you dearest Debra for the wonderful Bella Sinclair award I’m thinking about who to pass the sisterhood on to so stay tuned for that. Okay something weird keeps happening this is the third time I’ve edited this and my words above keep disappearing from the published post. When ever I mention the word magic in my posts strange things happen-I think I hear the twilight zone music playing off in the distance- gottta go.

xo-junie

July 7, 2009 Posted by | me, photography, rants | , , , , , , , , , | 5 Comments

The pregger belly shoot and the call of the wild

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 Love, love this!

The belly shoot was definitely a trip. What an amazing time in a young woman’s life. My fave shot is the one with the little pink bunny hanging to the side. They turned out quite well considering they were taken in a small room full of stuff. I set up a little spot with an antique white chair covered in pink tulle, furry white rug, with my wedding veil hanging over the window to diffuse the light and make everything soft and delicate. There is so much beauty and magic made by the click of a shutter in diffused light.

I remember when, showing your pregnant belly was a no no. I’m so glad we’re past that era.  A pregnant woman and her growing belly are a beautiful thing and should be celebrated. The princess thinks so- matter of fact she now thinks there is a baby in her belly too.

Now there is something totally unrelated to pregnancy and bellies that I want to mention. It’s something that’s driving me crazy but also intriguing me at the same time. Okay, before I try to explain let me give you a visual of where I live. I’m in  mid-michigan, a rural bedroom type community (pretty boring)  my house is on the out-skirts of town. I live in the very last house at the end of a city subdivision. If I take just a few steps to the east or north I’m in the country. I’m surrounded by open meadow, woods and a large pond; it’s beautiful but does presents a few problems. We are over-run by critters: coons, skunks, deer, field mice an occasional coyote and oh yes wild cats. I love animals and have been known to come home with a stray or two in my day but I’ve been warned no more animals. I don’t need any more pets as I have 3 little dogs and 2 little birds. I’ve had cats before but have no desire to own one at this time- except for this one.

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 Okay this photo doesn’t due him/her justice. (I think it’s a her) I took it through my office window as she was running away.  Her fur is short but fluffy and the most gorgeous colors of creamy white and chocolate brown, her eyes are amazing too. She’s a Manx cat (I think) who hangs out on my porch and looks in my windows but runs when she sees me. I have begun leaving food out for her as I’ve witnessed her getting thinner over the past two weeks. We call her bunny butt because she looks like a bunny and moves like one at times. It’s so strange if you see her from behind you almost mistake her for a rabbit until she turns and you see this cat head on a bunny body- it’s awesome. The first time I saw her drinking out of the bird bath I thought she was some kind of cross between a bunny and a cat. I’ve seen bob-tailed cats before but she’s different.

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 This image is pretty bad because it was shot through my office window at mid-night. She hangs around my house all day and night but waits for my office lights to go out before she comes up to the porch. I waited in the dark and then snapped this- see I’m obsessed! It’s a pretty bad photo and doesn’t begin to show how beautiful she is.

Mr. Java likes her too but when I talk about luring her in and making her our pet he just wags his finger at me. It would probably turn into a circus in here if she came indoors. Two of my little dogs don’t like cats and this cat is a fierce hunter, I”ve watched her in action, so the birds would be in jeopardy. I realize the pitfalls of trying to domesticate a wild cat but still there is this part of me that thinks she desperately wants to come inside and be my pet. I may be delusional but why else would she hang out on my porch and peek in my windows- this all started before I began feeding her.

What do you think- aside from the fact that I’m crazy and have too many pets already.  Have any of you seen a cat anything like this? Am I right when I say she’s a Manx cat? I’ll let you know if anything changes or she magically becomes my friend.

Enjoy your weekend. I may have to buy a boat if it doesn’t quit raining. Maybe I should be looking at some building plans for an arch rather than trying to tame wild cats 😉

xo-jj

June 19, 2009 Posted by | me, photography, should be illegal | , , , , , , , , | 4 Comments