This is one of my first “artistic” iPhone shots, and remains a favorite. Shot with a random Hiptasmic setting, it’s an impossible to replicate visual effect. In part, that’s what makes it so cool. It’s the ultimate in Toy Camera style photography. Random, yet completely captures the warm feel of Christmas at my parents home.
A brief note. Yesterday I sent my friend CancerCat over Rainbow Bridge. Unable to sleep this morning, I got up. My first action, moving the advent marker forward. It was hard and man it hurt.
But time always moves forward. So will I.
I love trees like this. I can feel the cold on my nose, hear the soft whisper of a winter wind, and almost make out the sound of twinkling lights.
It’s peaceful, and brings about clarity. It’s about capturing the peace and joy this scene brings me and sharing it with others. There’s nothing there but snow, ethereal lights, and me.
So I did a pretty good job with NaBloPoMo. Slowly my writing groove is getting better. The goal is to keep working on a daily posting schedule. It so happens that it’s December, and as such Christmas is coming. Now I know there’s a lot of folks who don’t like the hype of Christmas. That’s fine. For me it’s always been a special time of year. My birthday is close to Christmas, so the build up and hype always tied in with a personal holiday. I’ve always refused to be overly cynical when it comes to Christmas. I look at the concepts of good will, caring for others, and reaching out as core components of the season. Growing up the religious aspects were minimal.
This year I’m doing a kind of personal Advent Calender. Sharing various elements of the season that I find meaningful, both secular and religious is a good way to keep writing, and give folks a different look at the world.
Kicking things off we have the ultimate expression of secular Christmas. I present to you, the Pac Man Christmas Tree.
Every year the US. Parks Service marks the start of the Christmas holiday season with a beautiful tribute to the soldiers who fought at the Battle of Antietam.
It’s a tradition I never managed to make it up to see. It’s still on my bucket list.