Let It Snow

After my soggy bottom adventures at the end of the week, I woke up Saturday to the heavy snow the weatherman had been promising all week. I didn't leave the house the entire weekend and finally, on Sunday evening, I decided to venture out in the snow. I really wanted a cup of joe from Aromas and also to see the City Center fountain in the snow.

I wish I had my camera out when a young couple were doing donuts on the road, probably in their parents' car.

I almost fell on the ice only about a dozen times, soooo, that was a well earned cup of coffee, let me tell you.

Don't worry, I drank it in the warmth of the coffee shop.

2009 in pictures

It's Swing Time

I had to post about my evening with Mom & Dad. Great weather and great music (Mom & Dad's era).

Yes, I was sans camera but did have my cell phone.

Riverwalk at Yorktown, Virginia

Glen Boswick Sounds of Swing Orchestra were fantastic.

Mom & Dad gettin' their groove on. (Center couple, white shirt & coral shirt)

Um. Is it bad that I really love this last cell phone picture? I don't think I could have done much better with a real camera. I love the moody water color effect.

While I was watching my parents and all the other "golden" couples dancing their jitter bugs and cha cha's to the music of their era, I just had to wonder about something...

What kind of dances are couples of my generation (80's child) going to do when we are in our golden years? Bump and grind? Head banging? Moshing? Well, that would all look pretty silly, wouldn't it? Plus, we'd put our backs out at the first pelvic thrust, get dizzy and fall over trying to head bang, and think of the broken hips from moshing!

We sure didn't learn any dances that we could carry over with us into our twilight years. It really seems that true partner dancing flew out the window in the late 80's/early 90's. You either gyrated (I would say "hump" but my parents read my blog. Hi Mom & Dad!) all up and down your partner, thrashed about in your own little bubble or tried your best to knock everyone else to the ground and make them bleed.

The couple was nevermore.

Where are the steps you have to learn? Where is the (RIP Patrick Swayze) "Lock your frame"? Makes me wish I grew up back in the days of swing dancing. Shoot, I'd even take disco!

Ah well, I'll just have to find myself a man who is willing to put on his dancing shoes and cut a rug with me.

World Wide Photo Walk

This past Saturday, I participated for the 2nd time in the 2nd annual Scott Kelby Worldwide Photowalk, "a social photography event where photographers get together, usually in a downtown area or trendy section of town, to walk around, shoot photos, and generally have fun with other photographers." Oh, and there are prizes, too.

According to their site, last year's photowalk, which was held on August 23, 2008, had:

- 8,324 photographers register for local walks
- 47 Countries had participating cities
- 44 States in the US had Photo Walks
- 36 cities worldwide
- More than 1,017,125 photos were taken on walks that day

This year, Saturday, July 18, more then 32,000 photographers went on photowalks across the globe.

You can view the photos as participants load them onto the photowalk flickr page at: www.flickr.com/groups/skphoto/pool/ and watch the main site http://worldwidephotowalk.com/ to see who the winner's are on August 17th.

You can check out the rest of my photowalk photos at my flickr page.

Update: Did I forget to mention my photowalk was in Williamsburg, Virginia? Well, it was.

Last Puzzle Piece

When I received this wedding invitation from friends it inspired me to make them something special for their gift.

Inside: "Please join JR & Kim as they fit the last piece in place..."

That was over two years ago, and I finally got it done, printed, matted, framed and sent to them for Christmas this year. (Don't worry, I did give them another gift back then, too.)

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Some of these pictures are significant moments together on their road to matrimony. I think it went over well when JR said Kim just kept staring at it.

Sometimes it's better when I procrastinate.

Update: I failed to take a picture of it all framed up, but I found a tiny pic of the antiqued distressed frame online and so here's a tiny inkling of what it looks like.