Green in Costa Rica…
Green in Costa Rica…
I couldn’t just select one of my pictures to interpret this week’s challenge theme.
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It was our third trip as a family. It was my then 9 months old daughter, my two step sons, ages 10 & 11, my husband and I. We live in South Texas and for this trip we flew to Santa Fe, New Mexico, and then drove to Colorado. We were in route to experience the so called Swiss Alps of the U. S.
Via car, we traveled to Durango, Colorado and then we traveled aboard the Durango & Silverton Narrow Gauge Railroad –a coal-fired steam locomotive which allowed us to experience spectacular views of canyons and the San Juan National Forest, and gave us a feel for the old west.
Silverton is a beautiful town surrounded by mountains. On our first day there, we rented a jeep, and the plan was to explore the town and surrounding areas. At the jeep rental agency we were provided with the keys and a map, and were advised that “as long as you stay out of the red areas on this map, you will be fine.” It was not long before we realized that the map was not what one would call accurate or reliable. It was too late when we discovered this unfortunate fact.
We took off to our first adventure, and in no time we were halfway up one of the mountains by Silverton. My husband found himself in a place very different than the map described. We were at the highest point of the mountain: a narrow one way road, with loose gravel on both sides of the car, and unable to make a turn to head back. There definitely should have been a lot more red markings on the map!
Despite our dangerous location, the scene in front of us was beautiful. We had a wonderful view of a small lake with clear blue water that was surrounded by ice. I, however, wasn’t able to get a picture of this beautiful scene. The atmosphere in the car was very tense. The boys in the back were absorbing the view, and were not entirely aware of the danger we were in, as we did not want to scare them. My husband was very nervous, and so was I, to the point that I was afraid to take a picture.
I looked at the camera, and contemplated picking it up but I was concerned that any movement, more than was necessary, would cause us to start rolling down the mountain. I also did not want to upset my husband more than he already was. To top it off, my husband is afraid of heights, especially when he can’t see a wall or a rail, and my daughter had developed a fever; she was very hot to the touch.
I don’t know how long we sat there, with my husband trying to figure out how to get us back down safely. When we finally reached the bottom, my husband was shaken and stated that he had just put all of our lives at risk. On the way back to our starting point, we came across a local guide in a jeep with several tourists. Why did we not come across him when we needed him? The irony of it all was that he actually stopped us to ask us for directions!
Wild horses, I learned, are part of the experience at Assateague Island National Seashore. This scene while on a summer vacation a few summers ago was just unreal, and totally unexpected. It was fun observing the behavior of the horses near the water. They wanted to cool off, but they did not want to get wet.
I live in South Texas and close by we have South Padre Island, a barrier island in the Gulf of Mexico. It is a beautiful tropical paradise with a lot of wild life, but there are no wild horses roaming the beach. There are companies that provide horseback riding experiences, but to see the horses you have to go find them in the areas where they are contained.
This image contains a little project I created recently with 4 cardboard packaging inserts from a box of lightbulbs. They were perfect little tubes and I felt bad throwing them away.
I had them stacked up in their original state on this shelf in a high traffic area of my home.
When I finally decided it was time to get rid of them because they were not very attractive, it occurred to me that I could transform them so that they could blend in with the other items on the shelf.
I collected these pieces of coral from two different locations with the intention of displaying them as a piece of art. The set of slender pieces came from a beach in the the Cayman Islands. I put them away when I returned home as I wasn’t sure how I wanted to use them.
On a separate trip to Florida the following year, I noticed that there were many rounded pieces. I knew then that I would combine the two sets to create one display. Both times I focused on finding a few pieces that were similarly shaped, but with the small difference in size from one to the other. I wanted it there to be a small to large theme to the display. The 6-7″plate came from an antique shop, and it too has been repurposed.
Of course, I could have gone to a gallery and purchased a polished piece of art, but this little exercise in creativity for me was quite satisfying, and I don’t think I caused damage to the environment, or Did I?
And one more silly art project from repurposed materials. One day, when my daughter was in elementary school, I handed her a large piece of foam packaging insert and told her to have her dad help her create a piece of art with it.
They disappeared for a while and came back with the piece below. They had a lot of fun creating it, and the piece still sits on a shelf in her bedroom. It is maybe 13-14 years old!
Two very different pictures….
Plants appearing to gracefully hug each other at the edge of a cliff.
Spiderman floating over the crowd at Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade a few years ago. The angle of the camera, the distance from the crowd, the bright sunny day and blue sky give Spiderman a graceful quality.
A foggy afternoon at South Padre Island, Texas
Fishermen sat just out of the picture, holding conversation while they monitored their fishing lines. From farther away, the fishing lines were not visible on this foggy afternoon!
Some of the fishing lines to the right are on the drier sand, but all of them appear to be sumerged in the water and they appear to have a reflection that starts at the water level!
My daughter just returned to school from a holiday break. I spend a lot of time there with her this past couple of days before she left. There are three items in her room that I included in this post.
The floppy disc skirt was created by her in response to an assignment in high school art class. The teacher gave her the discs and asked that she create something with them. She named it “Imation” for the brand of the obsolete floppy discs. Her area of interest then, and her area of study now is fashion design.
Another item is this ballerina paining that she autographed.
and this last one is a picture of Teddy. Teddy does not need a name tag…he has been a part of the family for 16 years and we all know who he is!