Anyway, the nickname stuck. When I call, some folks still know me by that name. And “Smiles” now appears as my pen name, artist’s signature and photographer’s signature on this and that.
Family and friends tell me that very early on my mother taught me the names of the wild flowers in our hills — Yellow Bells, Blue Bells, Salt and Pepper and the rest. My delight continues in God”s wild (and not so wild) things, including mountains, seas, skies, garden flowers and other wonders. Also continues my inherited urge to show and tell. For examplle, these Yellow Bells, were shot (years ago) with the camera at ground level and me on my belly in the mud of a mountain clearing.
During my young years, being “in the middle of things” often involved skiing, and hiking or riding horseback on the deer trails of Rock Creek and Naches River canyons of the Washington Cascade Range. Through the subsequent half-century or so the “things” I’ve been “in the middle of” are changing, of course. For example: lately, I might be found in more sedentary activities — like trying to keep Khol from blowing his wet breath on my lens. (Read Mary’s WWfarmgirl blog and you’ll see that, of her three Arabians, Khol is the one most often “in the middle of things.”)
PLEASE NOTE that I’ve moved my blogging efforts from the Blogspot platform to WordPress. WP seems to have a few more bells and whistles, and daughter, Mary, is helping me get started. Hopefully I’ll procastinate less here. I do enjoy chatting with you all, but often am in the middle of so many things that I don’t know where to start. Mary says there’s a name for that, but we won’t go there — except to admit that this page was first published a day or two ago, and I’ve been tinkering with it ever since!. So please tell me what you think.
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PHOTO CREDIT for the header at top of this page goes to my son, Steve. He and his family were aboard a ferry among the San Juan Islands one blue sky day last December, and Mt. Baker was shining. Here’s the uncropped image. It is included, not because it applies to the post topic, but because I really really like snowy mountains and this splendid photo.
Look for your own smiles wherever you are in the middle of things.