Your Monday Photo Shoot: Take a picture of, or in, a cemetery. Your local cemetery is good, but if you've been to, say, Paris, to see Jim Morrison's grave, or took some arty shots of an ornate headstone elsewhere, something like that works, too.
(side note: I will be updating soon, but wanted to just take a moment to post my entry for today's shoot. I'm also trying to catch up on all your wonderful words, as accessing journals has truly become a timely matter, with the recent DRAWL... (NO, not mine, AOLs! ;o) )
Meet the neighbors... ::smile:: This picturesque dwelling place sits alongside the condominium complex where I live. Many of the names are familiar to me, some more so than others. While I won't say that it is my most favorite part of living where I do, I must admit that I never hesitate to allow my eyes to wander over it's beauty as I pass each day.
There is a small wooded area that shields the view of the cemetery from my front door, as well as a fence running alongside the boundaries. When the girls were young, we spent a lot of time up in the woods there at that fence. We built fairy houses out of twigs, leaves and rocks (or anything else we could find), and we even created our own "secret" spot for some memorable friends... Purdy the Cockatiel, Pepper the Guinea Pig, and a poor, innocent newborn chickadee that fell from his nest prematurely.
The girls seem to be too old for such games now. We rarely go up there anymore. But there were many memorable moments shared with our peaceful neighbors once upon a time. Just ask the fairies... ::smiling::
This is the entrance to the woods ~ our own little enchanted place: