Always remembered (repost)

Four years ago today, one the finest people I’ve ever known – my father-in-law passed away. This is a repost in honour of him.

For me, there’s a daffodil in every dustbin – Eric Sykes

I love this quote and was so glad to finally have a photo to go with it. I found the quote when I was writing the eulogy for my father-in-law’s funeral in 2009. Dad Turner was a man who truly could find a daffodil in every dustbin, literally and figuratively. He was an eternal optimist and he found good in everyone. The literal side of that quote was that dad and is brother, Charlie, loved to go to the dump at the cottage (which they called the Trading Post) to discover “daffodils” – many “treasures” someone else had let go, they were able to put to good use.

I always felt so loved and accepted by my father-in-law and since I did not grow up with my own father, Dad Turner helped me understand what kind of relationship I could have with my dad. Fortunately, I did end up very close to both my “dads”.  They are both gone now and I miss them both keenly, though in different ways, at different times.

The photo above was taken at the family cottage this past weekend – a place that Dad Turner worked so hard to make special for all of us to enjoy. As Kyle said in his eulogy to his grandfather, Grandpa worked hard, but he worked hardest on us – building a family.

Hey dad – woo-ha!

A daffodil in every dustbin…

For me, there’s a daffodil in every dustbin – Eric Sykes

I love this quote and was so glad to finally have a photo to go with it. I found the quote when I was writing the eulogy for my father-in-law’s funeral in 2009. Dad Turner was a man who truly could find a daffodil in every dustbin, literally and figuratively. He was an eternal optimist and he found good in everyone. The literal side of that quote was that dad and is brother, Charlie, loved to go to the dump at the cottage (which they called the Trading Post) to discover “daffodils” – many “treasures” someone else had let go, they were able to put to good use.

I always felt so loved and accepted by my father-in-law and since I did not grow up with my own father, Dad Turner helped me understand what kind of relationship I could have with my dad. Fortunately, I did end up very close to both my “dads”.  They are both gone now and I miss them both keenly, though in different ways, at different times.

The photo above was taken at the family cottage this past weekend – a place that Dad Turner worked so hard to make special for all of us to enjoy. As Kyle said in his eulogy to his grandfather, Grandpa worked hard, but he worked hardest on us – building a family.

Hey dad – woo-ha!

There are days…

“If confusion is the first step to knowledge, I must be a genius” – Larry Leissner

 

Sometimes I get really frustrated with myself, especially when I am trying to learn something. On January 6th, Jennifer Cole wrote in her blog about different types of photographers (click here to view). She discussed the idea of technical versus non-technical photographers. I definitely am a “non-technical” photographer. When people talk about anything beyond the very basics (“good composition”) I feel like a newbie who hasn’t acquired any knowledge in the 14 months since I got my camera.

I simply like to take pictures.

Today my frustration is about something not even that technical: our tripod. The thing just made no sense to me so I was taking time today to try to learn how to use it and it did not turn out well. I received a small tripod for Christmas that can contort to anything and I have to say I get along much better with it – there are fewer adjustable parts!

All that said and done, I decided to post a photo that truly is one of my favourites. It was a shot that just happened as I was taking pictures last spring. It’s a reminder that there are days, and then there are better days.

Remembering to slow down

As this crazy, busy week comes to an end, I realized I had not taken a single picture for fun. There were events at work to document, but there is nothing to document life. It seems that empty nest or not, there is always too much to do. I don’t want photography to become a chore, but given how much enjoyment comes from it, I should look at like exercise – something to be carved out in your day that brings short and long term benefits.

I have begun to follow lots and lots of other people’s blogs and although that also takes up time, it is completely inspiring (photo blogs) and entertaining (written word blogs). The blogs that combine the two are probably the most interesting to me because I really enjoy photos, but equally I enjoy the stories behind them.

I made a packet of 20 cards for a friend and realized that there are now more than 20 photos that I love enough to use for cards. That’s a big deal because in the spring, there were only about 4-5. It really was a great summer for photography, which could have been because I was not working, I love photographing flowers, and I am learning more about the importance of composition!

So, this weekend, the goal is pictures. And more pictures. Oh and maybe some sleep…..

Enjoy!