Bubbles and Headstands

Following a busy day at a local park, and a long nap, Olive was ready to chase bubbles. Her sweet sister Ella, tired as she was, and without the luxury of a nap of her own, agreed to oblige Olive and took on the role of bubble maker!

Amazingly, Ella was re-energized by the bubbles, the lake, and Olive’s excitement at catching bubbles.

An inspired Ella burst out in doing cartwheels, back flips, splits,and some pretty impressive hand and head stand moves.

I just never tire of watching children entertain themselves with something as simple as bubbles and nature.

Here are some artsy edits

Olive finds away to get the attention back on her . . . she removes her clothes~ LOL!

Park Crawl 2016

I Started spring break out for two of my girls with a “Park Crawl”.  Saturday we spent the afternoon at the Hillsborough River State Park. I can’t believe it, but I forgot to bring an SD card and couldn’t use the DF. Thank goodness for my iPhone. It reinforces for me that it isn’t really about having the most expensive camera with lots of bells and whistles. It’s all about the camera you have on hand when an image jumps out at you. We spent 4 hours at the park, and by the time we got home everyone was exhausted.  Here are my iPhone images of the day.

My goal for this weekend was to not just lay around the house watching videos and playing with electronics. Dad made Ella hand over her phone before she left with me. I tried to keep the girls and myself active all weekend. Mission accomplished. Olive was too tired to even miss her mommy. It was only at bed time on Sunday that she remembered she missed her mommy but she was tired enough that I was able to help her fall asleep. Just after she said “call my mommy and tell her to remember to come get me at Nana’s house” LoL!


Sunday the girls were not up to a long drive but opted to go visit the Auburndale Downtown Park. Here are my images from this afternoon. We spent three and a half hours at this park. It is a lot of fun.

Stay wild my wild, wild child!

I love festival season in Florida. This weekend it was the Florida Strawberry Festival, last weekend it was the Florida State Fair. The next Festival will be the Blue Berry Festival. I love them all. Love the strawberries, love the blueberries, love the midway, love the exhibits. It’s all fun.This weekend Mallory’s school band, The Tomlin Tiger Band, paraded at the Strawberry Festival.

Here are Aunt Rachel with Mallory and friends

I took advantage of the time to photograph the festival. What fun.

The food!

The Arcades

The Rides

The People

The Gates

The parade

The Amish

The pig races


The Nana


The End


Authentic Duality

Totally worth reposting this! It is call out to me tonight.

Old Moon Blog by Marylia Feazel

Tom and I are birthing a mutual creative endeavor which we named moTom.  At its core the concept is about balance, symmetry, and reflection. We share a mutual goal to create something that expresses symmetry in unexpected ways. I think of it as something that is in harmony with itself and it’s surroundings.  I call it an authentic duality. Tom refers to it as a reflective duality.

Tom and I approach photography differently. It is important for us not to succumb to the influence of the other’s photographic style. I like the surprise element, the not so perfect perfection, and I do not object to using photoshop filters and effects in my photographs.

Taken by Marylia (Mo) Garcia 12/19/13 at sunrise d700, manual mode, 28-200 mm, auto iso, lightroom adjustments applied Taken by Marylia (Mo) Garcia 12/19/13 at sunrise d700, manual mode, 28-200 mm, auto iso, lightroom adjustments applied

Tom sets goals for his photography to be “as shot” with minimal or no photoshop adjustments. Tom brings his architectural training to his compositions.  For me it’s all about the decisive moment…

View original post 267 more words

Driving on the fast lane

MOF_0122Just about every morning before I start off on my ride to work, or on weekends when I lazy my way out of bed and slip into the morning, I indulge in a bit of EASTING. That is,  the process of rising. The Egyptians, although usually associated with a culture that was consumed with a fascination of, and appeared to focus on death, actually had no word in their language that relates to our western understanding of the concept of death. The Egyptians merely referred to the process as WESTING and associated it with the journey of the sun as it set, only to rise again. Therefore alluding to the resurrection of the sun, or it’s reincarnation into a new day. It is fabulous to watch all the phases the sun goes through to achieve it’s zenith. It’s colors, the sun flares, the effects of the sun light as it peeks from behind cloud formations are fascinating. I love the flurry of sound and motion as the wild life come alive when the sun begins it’s ascent. This spectacular presentation never gets old for me. All of it fascinates and energizes me.  I have oogles of images of the sun, during various times in the year, as it clothes itself in the most amazing colors, and rises!


From my position on the lake, I do not have a clear unobstructed view of the western horizon —  like I enjoy of the eastern horizon. Catching a sunset is tricky. I adore sunsets they are like the grand finale for the day, before the skies burst forth in starlight.

Usually at sunset, I am on the infamous I-4 traveling east toward home. The sun sets behind me. So, I don’t get to indulge in WESTING very often. Until recently.

I bought this neat little magnetic gadget that attaches to my windshield and keeps my phone held on to it while I drive. This is great because I am usually always misplacing the darn thing. Now I don’t. It’s also easy to select my music, while I am in stand still traffic. The other day I caught a magnificent Mango Colored Sunset in my side view mirror on the drivers side. I was able to quickly snap it because the phone was right at my fingertips. But it paled in comparison to what I caught today. As I was approaching one of many standstill traffic jams on my way home, I felt the sun behind me and it flared in my mirror, yes, as thumb_IMG_1469_1024if it was trying to get my attention. I believe life often does this to us. I literally felt it on my left shoulder.  So I reached up and swiped the phone on, tapped the camera, tapped the lens to shoot behind me and clicked the shutter on the iPhone camera. Bam! Look at what happened. I sang to myself “here comes the sun. . .” and I captured a series of little “now moments.”

These are Decisive Moments along the journey that we get to pick  and decide if they matter or not.  They matter to me. I try to greedily capture as many of them as I can. Whether it’s a flower, a bird, sunrise or sunset, or one of my grandchildren indulging in childhood. They matter to me. Even if I happen to be driving on the fast lane of life. I am forced to slow down and breath in the beauty of the moment.

I got to enjoy WESTING in a very colorful way.  Enjoy! Here are the images I captured on my ride home this evening. Amazing aren’t they?