life of a georgia Artist

We have heard "when I was a kid" from our grandparents, our parents, our aunts and uncles, and apparently life was different back then. Apparently everyone was shoe-less, because they all walked to school and back without shoes and in the snow. So they also had super feet that did not freeze off. Life changes from decade to decade. Tales change in the family. Lives die off while others are born. Life revolves and people seem to stand still. There was a time we could leave our doors unlocked and not worry about our property. There was a time when we felt safe, but to so many people, that time has gone. We tell our kids "there was a time..." We didn't have super feet or anything like that, but we had good neighbors. We had people who we knew and trusted. Today people barely know who is on their streets. "When I was a kid" has a whole new meaning. When I was a kid... I played outside. I slid down hills of snow. I lived in a house where I could see m...

So my first photo and words post is up today. Hop over and check it out :D https://pixelsandsentences.blog/2017/03/28/pixels-sentences-1/ I hope you will take the time to come look and I hope you are all doing well. your story teller/poet Debbie xoxox

So I started a new blog. No I am not leaving this one. The other one is for photos and words. I realize how powerful both are and I wanted to take the time and space to give them proper props. I hope you will all blog hop over and consider sharing a photo or words or both with me. Happy Weekending to you all, your story teller/poet Debbie xoxox https://pixelsandsentences.blog/2017/03/26/first-blog-post/ this is the new link to my other space. Come by and say hi :D

So many words spoken with a photo. So much left out of the photo, just out of reach of the lens. As photographers and writers we leave out what we feel is unimportant, but to someone else seeing the scene or characters we write, well they might take a whole other look at what you decide to leave out. In both mediums you are in control of how you spin a scene. Photography and Writing allow you to conduct your own concert with words and photos. So with all that said, here is my next photo and words. His words were like a fine mist falling on my ears. They were the words I needed to begin to heal.

Day 2 of my photography and words. A photo is supposed to say a thousand words, but sometimes I think it says more and sometimes less. While we can all agree it captures a moment in time, we cannot agree how many words is presents. So here is day 2 and a few words.               The day's activities were set in motion before I even had a                                  chance to plan anything.

There was a blog a few years back where people sent in photos and words were few under it. Now I realize I do not have time to post a photo daily. I honestly rarely turn on my home computer anymore at all except to write, but I wanted to honor that idea today and put up a photo and a thought, so here is my photo for today. I hope my words hit their mark. Sometimes you just do not know.

It is that time of year again in Georgia. Yep Pollen Season!! The cars are yellow, the houses are yellow, and in case you miss that it blows yellow. (And then everyone blows their noses) We have so much pollen in Georgia it is horrible, but it is also so beautiful. The blooms, the colors, the lovely paths to wander through. So with all that said I bring you some lovely Spring images of Georgia. We have had a month of birthday. Long work hours. And very little time for writing, so I apologize for my absence. And yes this is a photo of my boyfriend and me. Thought you would like to see who I am. I hope wherever you are, that spring is beginning. That blooms are coming for your eyes to watch. Happy Spring to you all! xo Your story teller/Poet Debbie