Interesting juxtaposition

Oklahoma, like most states, has its own unique brand of weirdness. One of the weirdest is this cemetery, located smack in the middle of the parking lot at a shopping center over in Sand Springs. I was out puttering around, pursuing the perfect sunset photo on Thursday evening, when I found myself in Sand Springs and decided to pop something artsy through the cemetery fence. Below is a less artistic shot that gives you a better sense of location:

Here’s an interesting low-angle shot of our bottle tree:

Ron has been working hard to get the trim on the house painted. We still have to climb up and paint the chimney and the sides of the house, but the front is looking pretty good, I think:

And, of course, a quick garden update:

Echinacea.

Blackberries.

Pineapple mint.

Tomatoes.

Pond. The newly planted irises are from my mom.

Honeysuckle growing along the neighbor’s fence … an invasive plant, but the bees love it.

And, of course, a picture of Pushy and Elektra.

Oliver and Ashley are in town for a couple of days. We went to Chandler this evening and shot some pictures along Route 66, which I’ll try to get Photoshopped and online as soon as I get a hand free. I’m still trying to sort the half-kajillion images I got yesterday; I’ll have photos and stories from that ASAP. In the meantime, here’s a quick shot I got during a chance meeting with Ace Jackalope, who made a surprise appearance yesterday during the festivities on Route 66 in Kansas:

Stay tuned … more photos and stories to come.

Emily

8 thoughts on “Interesting juxtaposition”

  1. hi emily, i m frank from India, as u r keen in the photography, i am also but the difference is u born where u got a chance to become what u want but i born where i cannot improve my interest as i cannt see any gud inst. here to make my dreams true. i swa ur photographs really owsome and outstanding pls guide me as a human being so that we both can aware the people about thye place which are unknown in the world we will search out that corner where human never been and we would be first one to search out. Thx

  2. As far as I can tell, specialized training and tools are not really necessary to good photography. I know people with magnificent cameras who take boring, lifeless photos. I know other people who can pick up a disposable camera and take shots that look like something out of a magazine.

    The best photographers I know are those who:

    1. Are lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time to get a really beautiful shot.
    2. Notice details enough to recognize a potentially great photograph when they see one (for instance, interesting lighting conditions in a burned-out building, or a wildflower growing up through the cracks of a blighted urban neighborhood, or the graceful lines of a rusted-out car).
    3. Are organized enough to have a camera handy when they notice a potentially great shot.

    Practice helps with technical stuff — you try a bunch of different things and see what works — but having an eye for a good shot is more important, and that’s kind of an intuitive thing. Just notice things like line, texture, light, color, etc., and see the photograph in your mind. You don’t even need a camera to learn to see the world through artistic eyes … just pay attention to details and think about what would make a good photo. The more you do that, the better your pictures will turn out when you *do* have a camera in hand.

  3. I know exactly how you feel. We lived in a second-story apartment for a couple of years after we got married, and the only things that kept me sane were my sprouter (I grew alfalfa sprouts all winter), my container garden (I grew a LOT of herbs on our balcony), and my worm bin, which I kept in a plastic shoebox under the kitchen sink. I highly recommend all three — and a subscription to a CSA farm, if you’ve got one in your area — to keep you connected to the land while you wait for a chance to play in the dirt. 🙂

  4. I’m growing plants on my balcony, and I have a regular delivery of produce, but I’ll have to look into a worm bin. I’m a bit worried it will gross out my housemates, though…

  5. It’s pretty unobtrusive if you do it right. You can put it on the balcony if you protect it from direct sunlight or extreme temperatures.

    You just get a plastic shoebox with a tight-fitting lid and drill holes in the bottom for drainage and aeration.

    Put about a one-inch-thick layer of bedding material — shredded newspaper or perhaps non-cedar wood shavings — in the bottom and spritz with water until the bedding is about as moist as a wrung-out washcloth.

    Bury a handful of fruit and vegetable scraps (my worms seem to like apples, strawberries, and cucumbers the best) in the bedding. Throw in a small handful of potting soil for grit, and then put in a couple of cartons of red wiggler worms from the bait shop.

    Put the lid on the box, set the whole thing in a pan — with a couple of blocks under the box to keep it elevated so it drains properly — and check it once a day or so to make sure the worms are healthy and have enough food and moisture.

    A setup this small won’t take care of all your garbage, but it should reduce your waste by at least a little bit, and you’ll have nice fertilizer for your container garden.

  6. I learned all I know about worm composting from City Farmer.

    Well, almost all I know, anyway. I had to figure out stuff like not using highly aromatic shavings as bedding (something an old gerbil breeder should have known without being told!) and not throwing in highly acidic foods (worms do not like spoiled lemons or moldy habanero peppers) through trial and error. 😉

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