A Magic Bottle

I found a magic bottle on the eve of a new year
Sitting quietly and gleaming like a dream that knows no fear

I begged the bottle's pardon but there is something I must ask
You've lost your stopper bottle how will your magic last?

I have no cork, I'm open, she answered quickly back
The magic pours into me then fills up every crack

It shines into and through me dear for all the world to see
As long as I am open the magic stays in me.




May your New Year and all the years to come be filled with magic and the belief n the potential we all carry inside as long as we stay open.

Kim

Alamo in Shadows

I'm headed to the river at twilight again tomorrow with some photo friends. This shot of the Alamo was taken late at night which is why you don't see the throngs of visitors you normally would. I found a new place to park downtown and you can practically see the walls of the grounds around the Alamo from where you park. So...if anyone is in town and needs a tour guide, give me a shout.

Mick Jagger holiday lips with ducks

You're probably saying what the heck does that title mean. Well...that's the first thing that came to mind when I was taking this image. The Christimas lights along the bridge and the reflections reminded me of the Rolling Stones logo. It just so happens there were resident ducks landing at the time I was taking the photograph and it added a bit of lip like texture across the middle. If you look closely you can see their little Loch Ness impressions on the river. This image was taken late night/early morning down along the river walk here in San Antonio. Myself and several photography club buddies had just about free run of the place because it was mid week and middle of the night. It was a real treat though. We could set up our tripods where ever we wanted and the only folks walking through our long exposure were us, if we weren't paying attention. I'm headed to a different part of the river this weekend. Now that I've got my feet wet, so to speak, I'm anxious to see how the next shoot goes. Needless to say dear followers, I'm likely to share some with you.

Surprise Christmas Tree

I found this rustic Christmas tree while visiting the country. I'm going to keep my eyes open and see what else I can find this month.

Time Passages

I decided to work on a photo assignment this afternoon. Tic Toc and all that implies. So, I'm setting up the clock and watch, getting out the tripod, fiddling around to get started and the whole time that old song Time Passages is running through my head. "I go drifting through those time passages". As another birthday draws near its a good time to cast my line into the time passages and see what I might have forgotten about. Something I still needed to work on? Some place I had forgotten to remember. Some book I was supposed to read. Some memory I was supposed to remember to remember? As much as I love living around vintage things I'm reminded that remembering the past is wonderful. Living in the past can be a waste of the life you have now. Cast your line back by all means. Then cast your gaze around where you are right now and make these moments memorable.

We Thought you was a Toooaaaad

After a wonderful Thanksgiving lunch I took a stroll to see what I could see. That's one of my favorite things to do..see what I can see, like the bear went over the moutain. I found this little guy perched on the edge of a fence post. I thought at first it was a cicada husk but no, it was a Gray Tree Frog. I've heard plenty of the little guys but this was my first chance to get up close and personal, so to speak. He was very patient. Large groups of family members took photos and debated exactly what he was. A venomous, Brazilian Vampire Frog that caused instant aging if he spat suddenly at you or a toad. What he was was a little bit of magic, just hanging out on a warm afternoon enjoying his Thanksgiving.

Sofa Solitude in Dreams

A strawberry field with a Simpson's sky. Where else would you put a sofa? Sometimes I know right away that something needs to be photographed. Those are the times when I kick myself for not having my camera with me. Luckily, this sofa stayed in place for several days and gave me a chance to get to it. Why is there a sofa in the middle of a field? I've no idea. But I had the feeling I'd stepped into someones dream. Were they about to arrive and watch the sky change like channels on a television? Had they sat on the sofa for hours until chased off by rabid squirrels after their Cheetos? Whatever the dreamers status, the stage stayed empty long enough for me to capture this sofa in a dreams solitary moment.