Suzanne's Mom's Blog

Photo: Suzanne and John’s Mom.
Paper maché llama by my younger granddaughter.

We’ve had so many gray days this winter, I assigned myself the job of taking a photo whenever the sun is out creating shadows. I don’t always manage it, but at least I make a point of noticing and thinking about something that would have made a good photo: the shadow of the wilted flowers I was carrying to the compost bin (I couldn’t shoot it one-handed), the shadow of pine branches on an old shed (the modern combination lock would have spoiled the shot).

Today, I’m starting with the early morning shadow of an artistic grandchild’s llama. (Or did she say it was an alpaca?)

Here are the flowers before they went to the compost bin. Then the garden plots near the bin, waiting under blue sky and a blanket of snow for spring and new uses for compost. Blue sky with pine cones. Blue sky in the creek. Blue sky in the rail trail mural.

Next we have blue juniper berries and the wasp nest’s fate after the big wind.

Moving indoors to the local library, I noted the old-time typewriter that kids are invited to play around with.

Also indoors are two works newly exhibited in my retirement community: Bayda Asbridge‘s take on San Diego and her delightful “Our Village.”

Finally, I was planning to shoot only Suzanne’s light fixture and the shadows, but then the clock spoke to me.