“Still Life,” the theme for this week’s photo, immediately brought to mind paintings of fruit and flowers. It also brought to mind my son, the antithesis of “still life” if there ever was one.
Instead of trying to get a photo of my son in a rare still moment (you can see one of those at last week’s “Siesta” picture), or a composed photo of cut flowers arranged in a vase like my mental image of “Still Life,” I decided to shoot the beautiful flowers that are now blooming outside my front window.
Why? Because flowers are something that can still my son when we go for walks. He is so high-energy, and races his motorcycle as fast as he can, but when we come across flowers he has to stop every time and give them all a sniff. Often I have trouble keeping him from racing up to people’s front doors if they have flowers flanking the doorway; he wants to smell them all. I try and contain him to flowers that are accessible from the sidewalks only.
What do you think of for “Still Life?”
For more photos illustrating “Still Life,” visit Kent Weakley, who is hosting for Darcy at my3boybarians.
, but this is how I make it:
, her premise is basically the same as in her book 
. The books, not the TV series, which I always hated because of how it departed from the books. 
. All the glorious food described in 
. Jack the brindle bulldog trotting along beneath their wagon as they traveled west.
. I’m still determined to travel to Prince Edward Island someday so I can see the setting for this book and the others by L. M. Montgomery. Anne was so real to me, and her books made me long to have a close friend like her. I’m glad I have a daughter to share this book with her someday. And while I liked all of the 
well enough, the first book was definitely my favorite. 
. I read this as a fairly young child (5th grade or 6th), and to this day I remember the shock some people expressed when they found out I was reading it. I didn’t get the surprise – there was nothing that complicated to understand in the book, and it had such an exciting ending. I did reread it a few years ago, to see how I liked it as an adult, and yes I missed some of the subtleties, but it’s still not anything I would say I shouldn’t have been reading, which is the impression I remember getting.
, 
, 
, and 
). My mom got me started on these books, and she used to read one chapter a night. I’ve never had any interest in being a vet, certainly not a large animal vet in the Yorkshire Dales, but these books transported me. I still own them, and hope that my children like hearing them all, one chapter at a time. 
by Sarah Patterson. I first read this as a teen or maybe even a pre-teen as a Reader’s Digest Condensed Book. I’m somewhat embarrassed to admit how much I adored this story. It’s a sappy love story! Sappy love story or not, I read it multiple times, and have never forgotten the story or characters. Definitley one of my guilty reading pleasures. I’ve always wondered if I would still love it as an adult, so writing this post made me curious enough to order the book (long out of print, there are used copies available). I’m somewhat scared to see if reading it now will taint my fond memories, but I’m going to try it anyway.
. I was an adult when I read this series, but it’s so special to me because of my grandmother. When I was in graduate school (the first time), I lived with my parents, and my grandmother also moved in due to declining health. She loved to read and I would do my best to keep her well stocked with reading material. As her eyesight continued to diminish, she got pickier and pickier about what she would read; it had to be worth the effort, and she knew she only had so many more books left that she’d get to. 
, was too heavy for her to hold, and so remained unread. She died before 
was ever published. 
