Small World {A Simple, Single Image}

(A Simple, Single Image On A Friday)

Small World: Columbine with Macro
Small World: Columbine with Macro

…The wonders and worlds that exist in folds and petals of flowers.  They are always there, even if it takes a macro lens for us to seem them….  


Hey folks!  Another quick glimpse of a post this week – vacation season is in full swing and I am south bound with the Family right now for some roller coaster riding in Sandusky, Ohio. Woo-hoo!


I also wanted to take a moment to reflect on a moment that changed this blog in a very profound way: it was one years ago today that I was Freshly Pressed for the first time.

Though 365 days may have passed, the delicious pride and gratitude I felt then still resonates strongly with me now….

If I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again: Thank You….this Girl was truly humbled – and still is…

July Re-Cap

It is time, once again, for an end of month re-cap post!

As I close off this, the 7th month, I am consumed with mixed emotions.  It is hard for me to go into great detail about everything that Writing The Girl has felt and experienced and lived through during July – I would be writing paragraph after paragraph…so I’ll sum it up quickly with a few words as possible:

  • HELLO!  I was Freshly Pressed this month.  Wow…still trying to wrap my head around it…but I will say that I am honoured, humbled and shocked!
  • As of today, I am on the eve of closing off a major chapter in my (and my family’s) life as we prepare to move out of one house, and into another.
  • I have learned that am capable of parting with things that I no longer have room for – and it’s O.K.  Actually, I will take that statement one step further and say: it actually feels quite good.

My posts and photography have been very much reflective of all this moving stuff over the past few weeks.  I am so, SO happy to bid July 2012 a fond farewell and welcome in August with open arms and much optimism.

Once again – THANK YOU to every one for stopping by this little “blog-that-could” of mine.  Thanks for sticking around – even through my lamenting on wallpaper removal, packing frustrations possession-purging epiphanies…..

(I guess that turned out to be more than just a few words, huh?)

Pump Organ
“Small Daisies”
Show Day



Friday Night Lights – Little League Style

I shot these images a few weeks back.  It was one of those evenings that are unique to summer: the air was warm and the home runs were plentiful, as were the cheers.

As the day faded into night, and players took to the field, excitement grew in the stands and in the dugout.  This was Friday Night Lights.  Aside from play-offs, this was the most highly anticipated game of the Little League season.

For eight months of the year, my step-son pines for baseball season.  From mid-May to the end of August, he lives and breathes for home runs, strike outs and stolen bases.

The Friday Night Lights game is one of the highlights I know he looks froward to all year long.  It is a chance for the kids to play on a field and at a time usually reserved for the adult teams. 

 The crack of the bat heard under the glare of the field lights seems louder and more determined somehow.

Though the kids bring the same amount of focus and enthusiasm to this game as they do all the others, every element is turned up a few notches.

Just my view, as a spectator to the sport, of the passion, excitement and camaraderie at a baseball game on a Friday night in July.