I returned to the falls, hoping to catch either swimmers or fishing in the waters. I was successful!!! The rock formation shows a profile but the water was flowing too swiftly, not allowing me to capture the profile. Profile Falls, Bristol, NH
Monday, July 31, 2006
Friday, July 28, 2006
Taylor Ham Distributor is Featuring My Photos
Kate, a friend owns Buy Original Taylor Ham, Taylor and Trenton Pork Roll, Sabretts, Tastykakes, Salt Water Taffy, Fudge, Habbersett Scrapple, a.. and asked me if I wouldn't mind taking a few pictures of her Taylor Ham Product. She has made my husband the Pork Man of her site :).
Cooking with Pork Roll Jersey Style
You can enlarge the images by clicking on a photo and placing the cursor over the picture for the title.
Links to the slide shows:
Kates journal: A Pork Roll In Life...
A Pork Roll In Life...: Taylor Ham Instructional Slide Show Starring...#links
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
Butterfly and Spider Duel and The Winner....
I was photographing flowers with my 100mm 1: 2.8 macro not marco Nancy ...thanks for correction LOL :), lens, when I saw nature at work. The winner was the butterfly.
Say Something Nice About Person Entry
Fleetguy102 sent me the below email. I thought it might be interesting to post.
Write a person/person's name and add one sentence of nicest thing you could say about the person or persons.
I am going to choose my children Rob and Jill, whom I am very proud of.
Rob: Is very caring and thoughtful from the time he was a young boy. He is the same way today.
Jill: Is strong will and independent, quality I have always admired in her. A great mom today.
Too Busy for a Friend..
One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name.
Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down.
It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the papers.
That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual.
On Monday she gave each student his or her list. B! efore lo ng, the entire class was smiling. "Really?" she heard whispered. "I never knew that I meant anything to anyone!" and, "I didn't know others liked me so much." were most of the comments.
No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with themselves and one another. That group of students moved on.
Several years later, one of the students was killed in Viet Nam and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student. She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked so handsome, so mature.
The church was packed with his friends. One by one those who loved him took a last walk by the coffin. The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.
As she stood there, one of the soldiers who ! acted as pallbearer came up to her. "Were you Mark's math teacher?" he asked. She nodded: "yes." Then he said: "Mark talked about you a lot."
After the funeral, most of Mark's former classmates went together to a luncheon. Mark's mother and father were there, obviously waiting to speak with his teacher.
"We want to show you something," his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket. "They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it."
Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times. The teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about him.
"Thank you so much for doing that," Mark's mother said. "As you can see, Mark treasured it."
All of Mark's former classmates started to gather around. Charlie smiled rather sheepishly and said, "I still have my list. It's in the top drawer of my desk at home."
Chuck's wife said, "Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album."
"I have mine too," Marilyn said. "It's in my diary."
Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook, took out her wallet and showed her worn and frazzled list to the group "I carry this with me at all times," Vicki said and without batting an eyelash, she continued: "I think we all saved our lists."
! That's w hen the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him again .
The density of people in society is so thick that we forget that life will end one day. And we don't know when that one day will be.
So please, tell the people you love and care for, that they are special and important. Tell them, before it is too late.
And One Way To Accomplish This Is: Send this message on. If you do not send it, you will have, once again passed up the wonderful opportunity to do something nice and beautiful
Write a person/person's name and add one sentence of nicest thing you could say about the person or persons.
I am going to choose my children Rob and Jill, whom I am very proud of.
Rob: Is very caring and thoughtful from the time he was a young boy. He is the same way today.
Jill: Is strong will and independent, quality I have always admired in her. A great mom today.
Too Busy for a Friend..
One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name.
Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down.
It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the papers.
That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual.
On Monday she gave each student his or her list. B! efore lo ng, the entire class was smiling. "Really?" she heard whispered. "I never knew that I meant anything to anyone!" and, "I didn't know others liked me so much." were most of the comments.
No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with themselves and one another. That group of students moved on.
Several years later, one of the students was killed in Viet Nam and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student. She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked so handsome, so mature.
The church was packed with his friends. One by one those who loved him took a last walk by the coffin. The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.
As she stood there, one of the soldiers who ! acted as pallbearer came up to her. "Were you Mark's math teacher?" he asked. She nodded: "yes." Then he said: "Mark talked about you a lot."
After the funeral, most of Mark's former classmates went together to a luncheon. Mark's mother and father were there, obviously waiting to speak with his teacher.
"We want to show you something," his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket. "They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it."
Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times. The teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about him.
"Thank you so much for doing that," Mark's mother said. "As you can see, Mark treasured it."
All of Mark's former classmates started to gather around. Charlie smiled rather sheepishly and said, "I still have my list. It's in the top drawer of my desk at home."
Chuck's wife said, "Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album."
"I have mine too," Marilyn said. "It's in my diary."
Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook, took out her wallet and showed her worn and frazzled list to the group "I carry this with me at all times," Vicki said and without batting an eyelash, she continued: "I think we all saved our lists."
! That's w hen the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him again .
The density of people in society is so thick that we forget that life will end one day. And we don't know when that one day will be.
So please, tell the people you love and care for, that they are special and important. Tell them, before it is too late.
And One Way To Accomplish This Is: Send this message on. If you do not send it, you will have, once again passed up the wonderful opportunity to do something nice and beautiful
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Why I started My Journal-Loon Preservation Center Photos
Greg posted in his journal why he started his Photo Trek journal. His post started me thinking, why I did started my Journal?
I started my first journal Home Life: Decorating, Entertaining, Home Improvements and Organization Photoblog ( I had to recreated with AOL retired their Community Leaders). when I was hosting for AOL's Home area to promote our area, our chats and share my information and pictures related to home. Because my Home Life journal was associated with AOL, I keep the journal for my "work" for AOL. But wanted to join in the fun and challenges John's By The Way.... sent out weekly. I decide I could join the fun creating my personal journal My Day, My Interests PhotoBlog.
Share you story :) and post your link About Four Forty-Six Photography
A friend I met in our photo community was visiting her Mother who recently moved to NH. We went out two days photo shooting. Our weather was not great but we had a wonderful time and managed to take a few decent pictures, no wildlife or birds.
My photos were taken at the Loon Preservation Committee Moultonborough, New Hampshire
Carpet of Moss
We cross a few steams like this one
Assorted Mosses on Rock
Saturday, July 22, 2006
Summer Garden: Daylilies
I realized I have not taken pictures of my summer garden. I will feature a flower when the plant blooms.
Daylilies
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Playing Again With Photo Shop: Desaturation and Featured Photo Sites
The other night in the photo chat a friend was talking about desaturation of images. Further research and reading, I found there are many ways to apply this technique. I wanted to create an image with a touch of color. My first attempt.
Before
Desaturated
Send me your comments about the technique.
Featured Photo Sites
My friend Connie is a professional. Check out her children's images. Where was she when my kids were small????
creeves5.photosite.com -- created with PhotoSite
Vicki another friend just recently created her Visions -- created with PhotoSite Check out her photography.
While you are check the above photo sites, I have updated mine Betty's Digital Photography -- created with PhotoSite
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