Jan 4, 2012
A bit of bright yellow sunshine to brighten your day. These are not my pretty parakeets, but I was captured by their lovely colors.
Parakeets Wear Citrus Colors
This was taken on a cold winter day at the local pet store. They looked so cheerful and sunny. A couple of times in my life I had parakeets. I loved them, but I did not like cleaning up the feathers and seed husks that always flew out of the cage. And I did not like them living in a cage, but letting them fly free in the house was not a good option.
My first parakeet was a medium-blue fellow. If memory serves me well, his name was Petey, not too original but something typical of a 10-year-old. My sister had a turquoise colored one. One day when I got home from school, something was wrong with Petey. I called mom at work. No she insisted Petey was fine.
When my parents were home I showed them Petey. There was something wrong with his eyes, they didn’t look right, they were beady. Of course, they reminded me all parakeets have beady black eyes. No, I insisted this bird’s eyes were too close to the top of his head and he was afraid of me.
After much badgering from me for over a week, my dad finally caved. He had found Petey dead in the cage one morning. He was distraught and in Super Dad fashion and not wanting me to feel badly, he dashed out and replaced him with an identical match. Neither he nor mom figured I’d be the wiser. I was unhappy with them for trying to trick me as if I wouldn’t know. And I was angry that they would think I wouldn’t know the difference.
To some people he was just a blue parakeet. To me he was my friend. You just can’t replace a friend.
I signed in to the 365 days of photos challenge, but I think the badge is on my Totally Radom Shez Blog. Random Shez gets a post on ODD days. This post arrives on EVEN days.
Several days in a row of company has been amazing. There is nothing better than spending time with my favorite people. Unfortunately, it did not give me time to post. I did take some photos that I do want to share.
We had invited our young grandchildren to come “party-in” the New Year. That gave their parents a guilt free New Year’s Celebration. So we had fun. But our youngest one fell asleep snuggled with her stuffed animals and using grandpa for a pillow.
Ringing in 2012
Older brother has managed to stay awake for New Years for several years. He so looks forward to running out as soon as the NYC ball drops (3 hours delayed on west coast) and yelling, “Happy New Year.” Then jumping up and down waiting to hear the responses.
This year any responses were drowned out by house rattling loud booms and huge overhead fireworks unfolding against the sky. It sounded more like cannon fire than fireworks, but it was fun. Hayden was laughing so hard at all the commotion he couldn’t tell if anyone responded. Our big fountain seemed small potatoes in comparison.
We all had so much fun that Hubby and my Champagne is still uncorked in the refrigerator awaiting another celebration. One that probably won’t include youngsters.
Cheers and wishes for a wonderful 2012 is being sent your way.
The camera experience continues. Last night on the way home, it was raining and dark. I was amazed at the beautiful reflections cast on the roads. Add to that the multiplication effect of rain drops on the windshield and I had a field day creating some new visual illusions.
Hopefully you will have a chance to check them out at the Totally Random Shez blog.
Please drop me a note at either blog to let me know what you think of them. The header at Totally Random Shez looks like a New Year Celebration. And with that I want to wish you all a very Happy New Year.
PS Don’t be afraid to share the blog with others. If you enjoyed the photos, perhaps someone else will as well.
I hope you all had a lovely Merry Christmas. Mine was filled with food, family, laughter and love. It also contained an amazing surprise that I had a hard time putting down. I am still in shock that even with tons of help from my husband who knew he was responsible for my quandary, we had everything ready for our guests on time.
Well, everything except me. I was clean and groomed including my makeup but I was still in my tee-shirt and jeans when folks arrived. I faced photo ops I couldn’t pass up, time for which were not on my “to-do list.” I thought about slipping away and changing quickly, but in the end remained in my casual attire and had a very lovely day. Any of you who are photographers will likely understand my priorities.
The Beautiful Christmas Visitor
With that being said, you can read about my early morning surprise at Totally Random Shez.