this Bokeh thing

Bokeh or no Bokeh 

Okay, I know what your thinking. . . The kid on the left is blurry. 

I’m not even sure if this is Bokeh or not. But, my lights come out fuzzy and soft, and isn’t that the look we are trying to achieve with Bokeh? If you just look at my oldest girl and the lights behind her, this photo isn’t that bad really.  AND that kid on the left. . .wouldn’t sit still. She actually thinks this whole Bokeh thing is all about fun and games.  She doesn’t understand how serous the Bokeh is.  

What do expect. . . she’s 5.

This morning, Cindy from  12 Tribes  was nice enough to send me links that helped her learn Bokeh. I’ll  give it another try later. . .when I have some time.  Or maybe I should just do it now.  However, I must tell you something ~ I think this Bokea thing is driving me a little crazy! and there are only 5 days left until Christmas.    

                                                                       5 DAYS!!!          

                                                                  Our World Tuesday ,
                                                                         My 3 Boybarians

Cheating on the Bokeh

Some of us have finished with all our Christmas shopping.  
and then again, some of us haven’t even started. 

Some of us are still trying to figure out Bokeh for crying out loud! and then again, some of us can’t even remember how to spell bokah bokeh.    How can I go shopping when there is bokeh to learn?                   

Do you want to know what I have done?   

I cheated on the Bokeh. . . I did! Shhhhhh don’t say anything.        Now that I’m finally done with Bokeh. . . I can think about something else. Like, what in the heck am I going to get my kids for Christmas?     Did you know there are only like 7 days left?  

Did you hear me???      7 DAYS!!! 

In the Studio

Would this be Bragging?

Would it be bragging if I told you, my bloggy buds, “my bearded baby” made the Dean’s List in his first term of college ? 

You know, for this home-school mom, who doesn’t get out much, or have friends that she talks face to face very often. . . other you then you guys of course. . .    This is big and I just wanted to tell you.                     And then, on the other hand ~  If this is bragging, and I should just keep this kind of thing to myself . . .well . . . forget I mentioned it. 


Deb Duty Photography/This and That Thursday
Our World Tuesday

~ V ~ for VERY excited!

Hey! Look Y’all!!! 

??? Did you see ???

Scattered Horizons
I won a photography award 

for this picture! 
Emily from Scattered Horizons Photo Blog  liked my photo enough to pick it for her Tone on Tuesday contest. . .

and I’m just so VERY excited I’m running around telling everyone . . .especially you guys, my best bloggy friends.   


ABC Wednesday
Mortal Muses 
Black and White Wednesday with like Christmas every day

NO! I’m not Worried

If I didn’t know better, I would think someone has been snapping pictures of herself with my camera. 

If I didn’t know better, I would assume this someone is very please she has figured out just how this photography thing works; 
and maybe, she is a little taken with the fact that this “thing” doesn’t seem that hard. . . to her. 

It doesn’t bother me at all that this someone seems to be taking very nice pictures.  In fact, the next time I see this kid with my camera, I think I should take it from her quickly help her with her subjects.  

Just so nothing is miss handled.

I mean after all . . .her angeling is a little off. 

Okay, WAY OFF! 

Did you notice? 

Even though I have been studying photography and lighting and all things camera for quite sometime, I’m not worried at all that my five year old can take, maybe able to take a picture better then me.  

Yes, in fact, I’m very excited for her. 

very excited. . .yup! 

No! I’m Not worried at all. . .

maybe I should just hide my camera from now on.  You know, just so she doesn’t hurt herself.  


First Love

Have you ever had an old fling that just set your heart on fire every time you saw an old photograph of him again? 
This is mine. My first love. . .and then I meet my husband

I have to say ~ even though I traded in my cowgirl boots for a family ~ this, once upon a time, was my one and only love and. . . sometimes I miss him. 

Link to I Heart Faces
  I heart faces and Favorite Furry Faces

the foolish Window

There once was a grand, but lonely window that needed a home. Even though, this lonely window was stunning and strong, like most things it could not stand alone. This made the window sad . . . all it wanted to do was simply brighten a room and have a place to call home. 

Because the window was so grand it could not be in just any room. The room had to be an epic, strong room to support the weight of the window.  

Now you see, the window was foolish and just couldn’t understand why he of all windows, couldn’t just be a window and let the sun shine through. After all he was big, strong, and a glorious window in size, all by  himself. 

Why would he, of all windows, be left in a dark, dusty room? 

But a wiser man, known as the Visionary, knew that nothing could stand alone. The Visionary knew, everything worth something needed support.  This wise but simple lesson the Visionary not only lived, he taught his whole life through

So the window waited. . . in a dark, dreary and dusty cell like room. 

  And it waited, 

                                               and it waited, 

                                                                                               and it waited. 

Until one day the Visionary‘s son and his wife had a dream to remodel their home. In this special dream, the pair wanted the window to have a special place of his own. For they too thought the window was grand.  This made the window very happy. He wanted to move in right away. 

But, he couldn’t. 

Everyone but the window knew these things take time. 

First of all: a window like this needed a large frame and strong walls for support. But, before frames and walls could be built, all dreams have to dreamed. Then of course, those dreams have to be formed into plans. Plans have to be drafted and drafted and drafted again. And this, much to the window’s disappointment, would take a very, very long time. 

One day, as the Visionary was growing weak, his son , the Craftsman, went to his father and told his father all about about this grand and lovely window. The son told his father he wanted the window to live with him and where he had dreamed the window would be. 

Now the story goes, before the visionary closed his eyes and bid farewell, he set right to work and he gave as only he could give ~  by: teaching, listening and dreaming the dreams of other dreamers. And most importantly, for the window, the son, and that moment in time, the Visionary did what he always did ~ he carefully and most lovingly, placed all those dreams onto paper.  . . so the dreams of all the dreamers could become reality through the hands of his first born son, “the Craftsman

And though it took time. . . the window grew impatient. He wanted what he wanted ~ and he wanted it all to be done right away. Sadly, the Window didn’t know the Visionary had gone. 

So for a moment, more time stood still. 

Until the Craftsman picked up the plans  again that his father had so lovingly and carefully drawn. With a heavy heart, the son decided he must carry on. 

Even though the Visionary had gone, his spirit remains close by. This we know is true, because, the Visionary’s first born son was wise, like his father.  He knew better then the window. The Craftsman knew, from the lessons of his father, the foolish window must have a strong foundation, good support and the perfect plan to stand strong.  

There was so, so much to do.  To the window, the work seemed to last forever.

and then . . .at long last! 

The young, strong, proud walls ~ the old, wise, steady bricks from the mill, now stood ready to support the foolish, impatient but lovely window. 

Even though the house was not finished, the window rejoiced ~ for he was finally out of that dark and dreary room.  The window had a place to shine.     A place to finally call home. 

Once again. . . Not the End


Upside Down & other things

I’m posting a picture of this little guy today for many reasons. 1.) He is just the cutest little guy you’d ever want to meet. 

2.) the theme goes perfectly with ABC Wednesday and the letter U.
3.) I just love a three year old. 
4.) He is just the cutest little guy you’d ever want to meet. 


ABC Wednesday
Black and White Wednesday w/ like Christmas every day
Me as a mother