tidbits #7
I'm having fun with my new camera. I didn't touch it for a few days because it was rather intimidating. I'm afraid i'll suck so if I never pick it up, I'll never know. But i didn't spend all those pretty pennies to never pick it up.
When I did, one of the shots I captured was this one and I must say, I was mighty proud that I took that shot! I think I'm going to be faaaamooousss....!!
well. then i took this one and was soon brought back to planet Earth:
Back to the moon...
and crash & burn....
I keep reminding myself, I've only really used this camera 3 times; but, I'm impatient and I must be Annie Lebowitz now.
On another note, growing up we had an old German clock that Mom always kept in the kitchen. I have always wanted this clock and when i grew up and moved out, I reeeally wanted that clock. But Mom would send me off some of her other old clocks instead of this one. (i know she did this on purpose becuase she did the same thing to my brothers)
The last time I visited my mom and learned that she, most likely, would not be coming home, my brother Eric and I packed up this favorite clock. While we were partying of course. When I mentioned this to my older, more responsible brother, he didn't think that was such a good idea. But i said if i ask mom and she says it's okay then i'll be okay with it.
When we went to the hospital that night, i asked her if i could have the clock. No response. Now she's hard of hearing so ididn't know if she just didn't hear me so i repeated it. No answer.
I took that to mean not a good idea. Then I suddenly felt like a vulture.
When we got home I made Eric unpack the clock and re-hang it much to his protest. As Mom got progressively worse, she began to do odd things. One night, Michael told me, she got out of her hospital bed to 'do the dishes' thinking she was at home. Mike said she was probably checking to see if the clock was still there.
ha! true that...anyway, after she passed, Michael and Eric did pack up the clock and now it is mine.
When it chimes I am reminded of my mom. I can smell her house and try to remember only the good times and that just makes me feel a little bit better.
When I did, one of the shots I captured was this one and I must say, I was mighty proud that I took that shot! I think I'm going to be faaaamooousss....!!
well. then i took this one and was soon brought back to planet Earth:
Back to the moon...
and crash & burn....
I keep reminding myself, I've only really used this camera 3 times; but, I'm impatient and I must be Annie Lebowitz now.
On another note, growing up we had an old German clock that Mom always kept in the kitchen. I have always wanted this clock and when i grew up and moved out, I reeeally wanted that clock. But Mom would send me off some of her other old clocks instead of this one. (i know she did this on purpose becuase she did the same thing to my brothers)
The last time I visited my mom and learned that she, most likely, would not be coming home, my brother Eric and I packed up this favorite clock. While we were partying of course. When I mentioned this to my older, more responsible brother, he didn't think that was such a good idea. But i said if i ask mom and she says it's okay then i'll be okay with it.
When we went to the hospital that night, i asked her if i could have the clock. No response. Now she's hard of hearing so ididn't know if she just didn't hear me so i repeated it. No answer.
I took that to mean not a good idea. Then I suddenly felt like a vulture.
When we got home I made Eric unpack the clock and re-hang it much to his protest. As Mom got progressively worse, she began to do odd things. One night, Michael told me, she got out of her hospital bed to 'do the dishes' thinking she was at home. Mike said she was probably checking to see if the clock was still there.
ha! true that...anyway, after she passed, Michael and Eric did pack up the clock and now it is mine.
When it chimes I am reminded of my mom. I can smell her house and try to remember only the good times and that just makes me feel a little bit better.
posted by Tanya Kristine at 1:16 PM
9 Comments:
You are lovely. I have seen you without your coat of bullsh*t,and I know your worth. I hope you too, someday know your worth...
That is beautiful. It is suited for your kitchen. I love how this sparked happy childhood memories for you,those are the best. I blogged about my parents too this weekend with my own memorial. Must be in the air.
Hugs, Debby
Love the clock! It's always fabulous to finally obtain the things we covet... :)
beautiful clock . . .
That's a beautiful story and it is quite a pertty clock. Your mom wanted you to have that clock just like she loved Kody but never would have admitted it
XO
Wow, now that clock brings back some memories. I'm glad you got to finally get it!
I always hated that clock hahaha, so I couldn't help but laugh when I saw this picture and read about how much you loved it :P.
It did make me think "if there is anything I could have, what would it be" from mom's estate or whatever and unfortunately, I can't think of a thing.
She gave me the 1 quilt I ever wanted and I think that's the only thing I would have ever wanted anyways, so I'm set :)
I've thought about getting into photography too, but I just can't seem to convince myself to pony up the dough to get a really nice camera. Nicks mom has a nice camera and it takes BEAUTIFUL pictures, which makes me REALLY wanna get one. Unfortunately, we don't really have the money to drop a lot of money on camera atm, but when we do....I think we'll pick up a REALLY nice one.
Hopefully I'll be back in the west coast for that and can take some nice nature shots. The "nature" out here is boring lol.
thats a great story....and I would have wnated that clock too...its kinda cool.
What a great clock! I hope it's bringing you some comfort.
I love your photos! keep plugging away... and post more!
I'm curious what sort of camera you bought. As an amateur photographer, I have to know!
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