Friday, October 28, 2011

The story of our house

 I recently joined a group of a few other photographers who decided to commit to a 12 month project! We're calling our series "Life Story: The Story of ________" and we'll each be filling in our own blanks. At the end of this post is a link to another photographer who participated and she'll be linking to someone else. It's a whole big circle of stories in pictures. Click through and enjoy!

Our house belonged to my Grandmother. I've always loved it but have always dreamed of something different. Or so I thought.I'm a Pinterest junkie, and I've been pinning photos and links of my dream house. You'll find lots of shabby chic, old doorknobs, funky doors, etc. on my boards. The other day, I stumbled upon someone's pin of a room with wooden ceilings and walls and was about to repin when it dawned on me... I AM living in my dream house. Right now we've got the shabby and not so much chic, and we have some crooked walls and other "big" structural issues  but I definitely have the canvas to begin my masterpiece. I fell in love with my little house all over again!Come on in! If the house is a bit messy and the weather's nice, I'll invite you to sit on the swing and I'll bring out some ice tea and we'll sit and chat. Luckily, not too much clutter today!

Mammaw called the hutch her "china cabinet". She'd say "If I die (like somehow, she would beat death) and y'all sell the house, leave the china cabinet for the folks who buy it." It has a big piece of duct tape across one of the glass panes where she repaired it. I just haven't had the heart to change it out. *L* And the kitchen...can you see our wavy ceiling. Yep, hubby says that means structural stuff.

Wood walls! The ceilings are wood too. And the floor but it's got some structural stuff with it too and most likely won't be saved.

I hope you enjoyed your visit!

Now, head on over to Lux Amoris Photography and let Jen share her story with you!

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Fuschia ~ pink with attitude!

People should be afraid of the cancer, not the mammogram. ~Nancy Reagan

Monday, October 3, 2011

Pink Christmas Card Freebie!

I don't want this month's blog to be filled with macro shots of pink flowers. As much as I love them, I know it's not very interesting for everyone else. While trying to find other ways to implement pink (I live with 3 males...let's just say there ain't a lot of pink here), I decided to turn to my love of Photoshop to help me out.

My MIL is a 5 year breast cancer survivor! Her birthday is Christmas Eve. To honor her fight and conquerence   (I think I totally just made that word up) of cancer, and since the decorations at Hobby Lobby have me in the Christmas mood (only 82 ½ days!! woohoo!), I created a pink Christmas card! And, I'm sharing it with you!

I do have a couple of terms of use. Firstly, do not claim it as your own, sell it or share it or any elements included. You can share the download link though. :)

Also, only use for personal use OR, if you're a photographer, you may use it for clients using photos taken by you.

The card is a .psd file so you'll need a program that will work with that file type (Photoshop) and all of the layers are turned off to save me some upload time, so you'll have to click them in the layers palette to turn them on. Both frames are included. Just choose the one that best suits your photo.

Please excuse the extra crispiness...Flickr fried them a little too long!

Hope y'all like it!

Download here.

Sunday, October 2, 2011


The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing... not healing... not curing... that is a friend who cares. ~Henri Nouwen

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Think Pink

In honor of Breast Cancer Awareness Month, and to celebrate several women I know who have fought their battle and won (or are still fighting and about to win!), I'm going PINK with the blog this month.

Attitude is a little thing that makes a big difference. ~Winston Churchill