What are your favorite memories near the sea?
This week’s Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge was to post a photo which represents illumination to me.
This photo is of an uber chic chandelier at a restaurant downtown. (This is how I embarrass friends and family on an ongoing basis – by taking pictures of random things like this which I love.)
So there you have it … my photo for the Illumination Challenge! I would love to have this in my dining room — if only I had the thousands of dollars that would require.
I bet you feel illuminated just by seeing it. Okay, maybe not, but I hope you enjoy the coolness of it.
Do you have a photo that represents illumination to you?
One of this week’s WordPress writing prompts was to write about a picture that is worth a thousand words. I was supposed to write fiction about a photo posted along with this WordPress challenge. But since I am more of a narrative nonfiction kind of gal, I decided to write about a real picture from my life that was worth a thousand words.
Taking care of my mother once a week this last year or so has given me the opportunity to pour through some great old photos. And this was one of them that made me laugh, and that represents a thousand words.
My mom’s very short-lived second marriage resulted in two step brothers whom I had no affection for, no matter how hard I tried. One of them wet my favorite sleeping bag on numerous occasions and the other was just bratty. (Of course this was my view of them at the time. They ended up growing into quite nice young adults when I met them again many years later.)
This short-time stepdad wasn’t particularly fond of me. Which made me not super fond of him. He liked my older sister better. I actually heard him say something like that one time to my mother when he didn’t know I was listening. Sweeeeeet. Way to make a kid feel AWESOME. Quite the ego booster. Clearly, we were tight.
Needless to say, on outings with these “step brothers” who received the majority of the attention from their guilt-ridden father, I was often left to feel like I was just along for the ride. And I was damn fine to pout about it and make it quite clear how I felt.
To me, this picture says all of this without any words. I have never been one who is able to hide what I’m feeling, and this picture is more proof of this. My horrible, pissed-off pout is classic.
As far as something to be grateful related to this…. hmm. Let’s see, I’m grateful for the laugh that this photo gave me when I came across it. And grateful that I am a little better able to hide my feelings now when necessary. But I’m also grateful that I am secure enough to be a genuine, what-you-see-is-what-you-get kind of person 99 percent of the time. I don’t leave many wondering what I’m thinking (read Open Kimono post: https://lifeonwry.com/?s=kimono#). Which means that I end up with friends who are also genuine. And that makes life a heck of a lot easier.
Can you think of a picture of yours that is worth a thousand words?
This week’s photo challenge is Happy.
Below are some things that make me happy: my pups at my feet, the mountains, the beach with a Corona, Muir Woods and chilled martini glasses.
Also my turquoise and gold Ainsley teacup collection, my curios from friends in my little mediation corner and 1984 911 headlights.
Of course family also makes me happy, and my friends, and the smell, sight and feel of anything horse, as well as nostalgia, kitsch, painting and cool mountain air in the fall. So many others but these are some good ones.
What makes you happy?