Weekly Photo Challenge: Twist

Oh, the joys and excitement of field day at school. It marks a day of celebration.

No schoolwork! No books!

A day that sings of Summer and the freedom of summer. In fact, on a bright sunny field day, with a sky super blue, and the clouds just this side of light and fluffy…I am told you can even SMELL Summer.


There are games, competitions, concession stands, and WATER play. Teachers have fun. Parents have fun. And did I mention no homework?

This is one of the greatest days of the year (to an elementary child). And guess what? I get to be there.

For the first time in forever, I make it to field day. How thrilling! I thought my elementary school days ended for good (since I have a twenty-year-old daughter). Ahhhh, but that is the reason step kids are called BONUS kids.

See….???? Bonus! How can you not smile about that? I sure am.

The challenge this week is to “twist”.

I can’t think of anything more twisted than a rope.

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And what goes with rope?

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This is my youngest tugging her ever-loving heart out. Oh, she tugged. She sweat. She even stuck her tongue out (so cute!).

In the end…

© Angelia's Photography 2014

They still lost the war.

::sad face::

But you know what? Doesn’t matter. It might be the end of field day, but summer is thisssssss close.

Just stop and smell the breeze…you’ll catch a whiff and I bet it takes you back to your sweetest days of summer.

Have a happy weekend! And a most blessed Memorial Day!

Halfway There

Tonight was my third photography class. A continuing ed photography course taught at the local University in Arlington. This is the same University my husband Jason works at. He is an IT Systems Manager, but their department does not include the continuing ed classes. Still….. I get excited being there. It is where he has worked or gone to classes for over thirteen years (or longer).

I have never gone to college and this is about the closest thing for me. Here I am, a student in Trimble Hall at age 39. Awh! Now if only I could figure out directions, and which way is which, to and from class to the parking lot. I get turned around – every time. Pitiful, I know!

Light Metering Lesson

Our lesson was using the camera’s built-in meter. I won’t go much into the light metering lesson (or you’ll be as lost as me-ha!). It’s probably one of the more difficult things to catch on to (or it could be me?), because it relates to exposure and tones. Those things can be interpreted differently by different eyes. You can be mathematically correct, but yet prefer a different tone, and guess what? That’s not wrong. Wrong can be right, and right can be wrong. That sums up light metering. The good news is – after a while – your eye recognizes the exposure and remembers the right meter.

Memorization I can do.

Grey is always mid-tone, a non-reflective grey. We metered the camera on the grey disc (pretty sure it’s not called that-sorry for the non-technical term). Then, shot around the room. It should be the right exposures, but again, based on your preference and as long as it’s not something mainly black or white.

Not a lot of interesting things in a classroom. But here are a few of my practices.

My last photo, because of the white, required an altering from the grey metering, otherwise it looked crappy (too bright). I changed it to get some kind of photo to represent my day. It was a normal busy day. I had a doctor’s appointment, work, and class until 930pm (then cleaning the kitchen, eating, studying my chapters, and feeding the dogs). As you can tell by this schedule, these were the only pictures I had time to do for my 365 Project.

I am as dedicated to that as I am to my Post a Day with fellow WordPress bloggers.

It is a full, full day. I can’t believe there have 25 of them! Time just flies by. Thank-you for sticking with me through this crazy journey of mine.

Writing tips

Yeah, about that, see I don’t have any. I wish I did. I write from instinct. I took a creative writing class my Sophomore year in high school, but that was it. I enjoyed English through school, but I wasn’t “trained” in writing.

I was even a straight A student, graduated with honors, but I didn’t attend college. I didn’t do any further study on writing.  It was my choice actually. My step dad was a professor at the local college so I could have gone. I didn’t because, I wanted OUT of that small town. College just never came up for me.

I wrote many stories before life really began; basically before I turned 18. After that, I was busy and preoccupied with other things. Work, marriage, and raising a daughter. I always felt my writing was still there, just beneath the surface, taking it all in, and would one day emerge from the deep blue. I had no idea when and if you would have told me 20years? I would have called you a LIAR.

However, that is exactly how long it’s been. Twenty years.I am amazed how much I like writing again. I am amazed at the availability of writing. Back in my days, we used a yellow legal pad, or a diary with a little lock. Computers were just coming out into the mainstream. They were not the norm. Word processors and electric typewriters were available, but they were hard to get and not easy to use. I preferred writing long hand. It was easier to edit than try to figure out the word processor. Boy, have times changed.

So, here it is, two decades later and look at the writing process currently. Every day people get recognization from writing blogs and other online articles. More people have the opportunity to get their writings out in public. Writing is easier and faster with more platforms to do it on. Some, truly amazing writers are found in blogland.  I find the stories and styles incredibly diverse and interesting. I wonder how many of them are “trained”.

With WordPress app for your iPhone, you can even blog in the bathroom. Seriously! I saw a Toilet Can Blog. Now that just puts a whole new spin on potty mouth. HA!

Why I write this? To tell you, I am not a professional. I am not grammar perfect. I am just me. I just write from my gut.  The errors are ALL MINE. I take full responsibility and blame it on my twenty year hiatus.

The most compelling reason for writing again after twenty years? Click About this blog link below. God sure works in mysterious ways.