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A friend just shared the extended trailer for the movie Cloud Atlas, based on the novel by David Mitchell. After only thirty seconds of viewing, I knew the trailer was all the excuse I needed to share some cloud photos. Mostly taken in the Greater Boston area.  Enjoy!

As for that trailer, if you’d like to view for yourself, just click here.  A bit long but darned inspiring.  So, while my creative procrastination most recently was photographing a plum, I think today it will most certainly be an afternoon walk with my camera pointed at the sky.  Hmmm, that’s probably why my family worries about me when I’m crossing the road. 😉

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CRUEL WORLD!! HELP.


 

Every morning I wake up and say how in the world could this be happening, but in reality it is….being sued for hanging flyers of my missing son on public poles and in return being sued by the woman who dated Billy and constantly tore them down. Sued for $52,666 What has happened to humanity and our justice system?? …

I have to think there is someone out there who could help…Please sign petition so this doesn’t become a landmark case and run the risk of having this happen to another family with the intentions of looking for their loved one. Sad and very cruel !!
I must have hope and Faith this is all happening for a reason it is more than insane…
How is this possible, how can something like this happen???
Go to facebook and put in JANICES name, help her…
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Last night, a very young friend gave me a gift.  A long-stemmed sunflower with a very bear-y name.  I told her that I was going to photograph it.  “Why?” she asked, as little friends of that age ask quite often.  “Why are you going to photograph it?”  I told her so that I could share the beauty of her gift with others.  And so here it is.

I took its picture throughout the day, as the sun shone through different windows, striking the many petals in many different ways.

It even seemed to bow its head as I moved it around the room as if to say, “Oh, yes, please do put me into the sun’s warm rays.”

At last I put it back upon its perch on a table covered with fellow plants.  There it sits awaiting a new day of light to fall upon its form. Perhaps I’ll…

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