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One more Tall Ship
By Silver Blue
Just because I love this photo.
Remember: Sing like no one is listening, Dance like no one is watching, and Love as if you’ve never been hurt. Your “heaven” is what you make it to be.
When I realized that this was only the 6th OpSail since 1964, I realized that I was part of something very special. There’s no guarantee I’ll be around for the next one — in body, or in locale.
Life is short. Take the chance. Follow your passion.
Do what makes YOU happy.
Others may try to stand in your way, to tell you that you can’t, or you shouldn’t, or that you mustn’t. But why? If it’s not hurting anyone else, then why not have a go at whatever it is? Colour your hair. Eat that cake. Run that marathon. Be what YOU want to be. Never look back on your life and wonder what might have been…your time could be up at any moment. A moment spent happy is NEVER a moment wasted.
Silver Blue…who is dancing away now…
The TALL Ships
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1OpSail 2012 was today. The arrival of the tall ships.
I was in love.
The Coast Guard ship which started it all.
Coming around the bend from Fort Monroe.
Yes. The sailors were standing on the masts.
Another tall ship with the sailors on the masts.
I’m sunburned, but it’s WORTH it.
Silver Blue, who was able to lose himself behind the camera. A very successful Photo Phriday!
Look Closer…
By Silver Blue
Yes, I have my share of silver and blue in Meditation Corner, but this nighttime capture is the closest I’ve let people in.
I have my tapestries from the monks, the photos of me with them, two roses (from the opening and closing altars), the mandala, an incense holder, a dreamcatcher, stained glass, a tapestry from the Dalai Lama, and a boomerang from the Aborigines in Australia. Then, there’s the family crest, the Storm Watch candle, the soapstone incense burner, and also Mama Quinn, and the Harlequin from N’Awlins.
This is my escape from it all. Where I go to get re-centered. Where I go to find… me.
Where I go… to build my big blue wall.
Silver Blue … who will tell you: there’s no way in and no way out. Leave it up to my Northern Star to prove me wrong.
Take me back to my youth.
By Silver Blue
On a hot evening in June, 2008, I was standing at the kitchen window of the Shenandoah Forester when, for a moment, I was returned to the days of my youth. Fireflies (or as we used to call them, “lightning bugs”) scattered all over the landscape, their lanterns flashing on and off in a random melody. I was six years old again, on the mountainside of my Grandma and Grandpa Barker, with a glass mason jar (fitted with a lid punched for air holes) running, catching, and trying not release those that I had already caught, knowing at the end of the evening, before I had to go to bed, I’d be releasing them so they wouldn’t die. I had allowed myself to become that firefly in a mason jar. I had to find my way out, or I knew I would die.
Four years later, at the beginning of June, 2012 also on a hot evening we were under a tornado warning. Silver Blue, the idiot, was on his porch with a camera. Feeling I could hear the tornado approach and make it the 15 feet to my cellar in time, I stood there, snapping shots of the sky. The birds ceased their chirping. Even the crickets quieted their song. All was calm and deathly still. Like the eye of a hurricane.
I ventured out. It was 8:15 at night. We had 15 minutes left of the tornado warning. Little did I know that less than a mile from me, the waterspout had made landfall and would go on for about 3.5 miles doing 4.3 million in damage, but fortunately with no severe injury or loss of life, and only one company (Amory Seafood) being destroyed.
Standing in the street, in the still, strange quiet time, with the sky having that strange green hue that tornadoes bring, I noticed something. A flicker. First to the left. Then to the right. Could I capture this with my camera?
See that yellow dot towards the center of the photo? Yes. My fireflies had returned. Something told me the worst had passed. The crickets started back up. Then, slowly, birds started to chirp. About 15 minutes later, another severe rain band passed over our area; but there were to be no more tornadoes that night.
Silver Blue, who remembers that even in the worst of situations, there’s always hope.
Truth in Advertising
By Silver Blue
Saw this yesterday … before the tornado and such.
I mean… I’d hate to think their Pepsi is Flat. It’s meant to be Fizzy. 🙂
Silver Blue, who has ice in his glass, but not frosty bevvie to enjoy. Sigh.
We got COWS!
By Silver Blue
Anytime someone talks about tornadoes, I think of the line from Twister.
The sky looked ominous:
Gladys Smith of Hampton took the following photo (not me):
No immediate reports of injury or loss of life.
Silver Blue, who is exhausted, without power (so I’m over at my parents’) and will go sleep-sleep now.
I dreamt I could fly
By Silver Blue
To soar like the birds…
I’m reminded that Eagles may soar, but weasels don’t get sucked into jet engines.
LOL.
Silver Blue, who is no weasel.
Look Rhett!
By Silver Blue
The Magnolias are in bloom.
Just in time to be enjoyed…
Before another hurricane comes along…
…and makes me glad I have multiple backups of photos.
Silver Blue, who thinks that Mother Nature is exacting her revenge on us for not taking care of her sister, Mother Earth.
Knock Knock!
By Silver Blue
Sorry, Gnome-one’s home!
Came upon this tree in February. I thought it looked like there was once a Gnome door here, but they went south for the winter and boarded it over. Maybe they were tired of being harassed by myriad squirrel. Regardless, it made me smile to think about, and still does. It’s a neat tree.
[audio:https://www.eyesofsilverblue.com/jw-sb.mp3]Silver Blue… who is looking forward to his birthday on Monday!
Fountain of…
By Silver Blue
….well, not youth. I was doing a function far, far too early one morning in Newport News City Center when the opportunity to capture the fountain on the square presented itself.
Something about the play of clouds, the rising sun, and the … feeling of “spring” in the air made me decide that this was the one shot that captured it all. (It doesn’t hurt that I know the credit union on the right, either. LOL)
One of these days I’m going to have to go back up and capture some shots at sunset. Of course, Mother Nature would have to cooperate, something she’s not wanting to do here recently.
[audio:https://www.eyesofsilverblue.com/sb-tse1.mp3]Silver Blue, who has always had an affinity for water…the second element.
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