Welcome to project 365. This writer of ghost stories, mother of two, and wife to the Professor, aka "Ghost Hunk" (for 18 years), finds inspiration everyday, even if she sometimes forgets. So for the next year, I will document these little epiphanies, whether it's a bug on the windshield or some brilliant, breathless moment in this crazy life or something in between.
With the project complete, check out some new adventures:
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Friday, April 29, 2011
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Well, we weathered the storms that blew through the Southeast. They missed us, but my prayers are with so many families who have suffered tremendous loss this spring. This tulip tree sits on the edge of the parking lot, and every now and then I just have to pull up and park right underneath it. This photo was taken through my windshield. Something about it just says "hope."
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
You know the old adage about letting sleeping dogs lie? That includes tripping over them in the middle of the night as well. Poor Ghost Son found that out last night. Danté was dead to the world when Ghost Son got up off the couch to head to bed, lost his balance, and tumbled over to land right in Danté's face. Let's just say the dog was terrified and did what came naturally. Scared the crap out of the whole ghost family! Kisses and apologies followed, not to mention as many jokes as we could come up with.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
The last egg. As my good 35mm camera is down with a bug, I am at the mercy of my little FinePix 3.2 megapixel dinosaur to capture the most elusive egg in the hunt. Ghost Daughter found it, though I'm sure my hovering nearby gave her a bit of a hint. A lovely Easter Ham and a skype visit for Ghost Sister should make for a perfect afternoon. Until the chocolate marshmallow coma sets in...
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Friday, April 22, 2011
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Of course Ghost Girl would be drawn to cemeteries of all types. This little gem is located right on the edge of the ASU campus. It is filled with meager slabs of concrete along with an occasional stone marker commemorating the poorer citizens of Albany's early years. Some of the graves were washed away by a 500-year flood back in the 1990's, while a persistent few cling to the eroding side of a hill that looms over the creek below. Still others stretch out into this small patch of woods where they enjoy the speckled shade of the magnolia trees and the oak trees dripping with Spanish moss.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Monday, April 18, 2011
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Today's photo was selected by Ghost Son from the many taken at our jaunt to the annual Chehaw Native American Festival. The park was filled with the earthy tones of the Native American Flute and the primal pounding of the drums as we wandered through exhibits and craft booths, learning about the variety of tribal cultures from North and Central America. A beautiful day for the family.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Friday, April 15, 2011
Why bricks? I went to lunch with Ghost Hunk along the Flint River today, and had my choice of some lovely shots of the park complete with white trellises and vines and a view of the river behind it. But something about those bricks just connected with me. They seem to draw me into something more real than the asphalt and the painted iron fences that surround the park. Less perfect than the trellis scene. They are more earth and old world. Comforting. Reassuring.
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Monday, April 11, 2011
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Friday, April 8, 2011
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Taken with my iPhone, the quality of this picture is not the best, but the quality of the sentiment is absolutely art. Antonio LeRoy in the Academic Affairs department at ASU spent the day sweating over a hot barbeque to raise money for cancer research. MMMmm...it was sooooo good! (And right outside my window...)
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
While there was plenty of damage in surrounding areas, we were spared by last night's fireworks. At 2:00 am, I was dragging Ghost Daughter and Ghost Son out of bed so they could hunker down with us in an interior room on the first floor in case the tornado that had been spotted should decide to take a bite out of our house. Thankfully, it passed us by. Ghost Daughter spent the rest of the night in bed with me, which meant Ghost Hunk slept on the couch and neither of us got much sleep.
But ASU awoke bright and cheerful. This photo shows the little Southern oasis just across the parking lot from my building. I parked my car, turned around, and just said, "Ahhhh..."
Monday, April 4, 2011
A storm is a-brewin'. As the news reports come in today, describing tornadoes and dangerous thunderstorms in the Southwest and moving east through Kentucky, we await the blustery night. The winds are already whipping up a good one, and the white cotton-candy clouds are running for their lives from the black wall that is heading this way. Angel Jr. has come into the garage for safe-keeping (no more bunny funerals, thank you) and the lawn furniture has been tucked away.
This mama will be keeping a sharp eye out tonight, ready to herd the kids downstairs if the winds become truly dangerous. And yes, those are stadium lights you see. The high school is located just behind our house. We can hear the "ping" of baseball practice even now...
Sunday, April 3, 2011
I mark the first day of Project 365 with a simple photo of a chicken. Well...sort of a chicken. This little wooden hen watches over my herb garden, which keeps life in the South savory and sweet. Here she is peeking through my blossoming sage as Ghost Hunk and I start our 19th year together. Happy Anniversary, babe!