Change Is Hard

…but change is certain.


Photo scavenger hunt

Karma, over on her blog has challenged people everywhere to a photo scavenger hunt.  I learned about it late while visiting Gerry over at her blog and though it sounded like fun I wasn’t going to do it because I didn’t think I had the time.  Plus I was intimidated by the list of things we needed to photograph:

Body of water







…and for extra credit a clear picture of a cardinal!

Where would I find a train to photograph?  I thought about going to the zoo which I knew had a miniature train.  But that would take all day and I don’t have all day…and who knew if the train was even running so early in the season?

In the end I decided to go for it and just see how many of these things I could find in a couple of hours around here.  Want to see?  Well follow me!

Body of water:  As I was driving I thought about all the hundreds of photos I have of the Great Lakes, the ponds near here, the lake in Alabama where our summer house is.  Lots of beautiful water.  But today I was feeling more quirky and when I saw this body of water out of the corner of my eye I turned around and went back.

I liked how the sign reflected in the big puddle on this dirt road.  While I was taking photos of the mud I was startled by the sound of footsteps coming up behind me.  Turns out it was a guy that owned a business across the street.  He thought I was some sort of surveyor and wanted to know what the plans were for the land.  I have no idea, but we talked about cameras and photography for quite awhile until he had a customer and headed back to work.

Train:.  Well this one is not so easy, and the photo challenge that was the most intimidating.  But I remembered a train yard that I sometimes pass on my way to work.  I figured on a Saturday morning I might be able to get a photo before anyone told me to leave. So I stopped by, crawled through some brush and hopped over some mud filled ditches.  And there were pieces of trains!

I have to say it was a bit creepy in the train yard and I didn’t go far into it or stay more than a minute or two.

Hood:  I really wanted to find some kid on the streets of the city to photograph…but that was way too scary.  So I settled for me.

Scary enough anyway.

Sprout:  I was planning on scouting out the yard as there are lots of things sprouting in the garden.  But when I got back to the house lunch time was looming and I got motivated by this instead:

It was yummy.

Bud:  Driving through town I noticed that one of my favorite stands to buy annuals was open.  There were lots of buds there, colorful buds, pinks and reds and purples.  But I liked the color of this one.

Basket:  I saw a pretty Easter basket in a store but I had the big camera with me and felt sort of goofy taking a picture right there in the aisle.  And I figured I must have some sort of basket at home.  Of course I did, so I dug it out of the back of a cabinet where it had been long forgotten.  Look how nice the light bounces off it’s woven side.

I think it’s much prettier than the gaudy Easter baskets I was almost sucked into shooting.

Bunny:  Well this is a story.  My husband and I have a tradition of giving each other chocolate Easter bunnies each year.  So I was in a store this morning looking for one to buy him.  And of course one to photograph for this project.  I found an elegant bunny that was extravagantly expensive.  But I figured I’d get two commitments out of one bunny…the photo project and the traditional bunny to the husband thing.

But right after I left the store with my $5.00 rabbit I saw, across the street, this:

…which you have to admit is a BUNNY! Though not as elegant.  But definitely bigger!

Extra credit Cardinal:

Well….Mr. Cardinal has been illusive.  He’s been to the feeder a few times this morning, but he’s a shy one and flies off as soon as I try to get a shot.  There’s the opening of the camera, the turning it on, the setting…it’s all so much more time consuming then the point and shoot.  So you’re going to have to wait a bit for the bonus shot.  But if I ever get it, you’ll be the first to know!






And the decision is….

You can see that the blog is looking traditional again.  I lived with the big formating changes for a couple of days, but looking at it made me feel sort of frenetic, less peaceful and even slightly stressed.  So I changed it back. Thanks, Spike, for making me consider something outside the box!

Partly I changed it back because I liked the idea of putting my own photo at the top.  This one is a photo I took from the boat of the mountain where we put my parents’ ashes.  It’s a beautiful place and I think I’ll enjoy looking at the photo each day.  Eventually I’ll change it to something else, probably just as pretty!

The good news in all this is that I was able to change it back all by myself!    WHOOOOHOOO!  If you really know me (Susie, Spike, Erin etc) you’d know how this computer stuff has been elusive for me; it’s all a bit of magic black box hocus pocus and not something that is intuitive.  So it took a lot for me to even try to change something – to poke around at what was admittedly a pretty easy formatting software site to add specific widgets in order  to make this blog a reflection of me.

So much of the time our fears are truly just that – ours.  Things that seem insurmountable can actually be handled by just trying to make one decision at a time.  Or a piece of one decision.  Or the decision to just try to make a piece of a decision.  If we don’t give up, if we don’t allow ourselves to be overwhelmed by the big picture – which I agree is often REALLY big and scary – if we just move one foot in front of the other…well…eventually we can all get to where we want to be.

And if we pay attention, we’ll learn a little bit about the world and ourselves along the way.


Extra, extra, read all about it!

I listened with a combination of sadness and excitement when the Detroit Free Press announced this week that it would stop home delivery of newspapers in the manner we have been accustomed to for the past 100 years.  Well.  I haven’t been accustomed to home delivery for 100 years, but you know what I mean.  Beginning in January they will only be delivering a paper newspaper (and to so many people what other kind of newspaper is there?) to our doors on Thursday, Friday and Sunday.  The rest of the week customers will be receiving their subscriptions through email delivery, where a PDF format of the newspaper will arrive for $12.00 a month.  This is a real example of so many things that we discussed while I was in graduate school getting my Masters in Information.  And here it is in real time, real life, happening so much faster than I imagined.  Remember when we were kids and they told us someday in the distant future there would be cars that would drive in the air, above the congestion of the freeways?  Well this feels, to me a librarian, like that.  Only it’s now.  And right here, not out in California, always a technology leader, or in New York City, it’s happening right here in the Midwest.

I’m not sure how I feel about it.  Suddenly I am nostalgic for the feel of newsprint.  And I wonder how libraries in the area are going to respond.  Will they send someone out to a newsstand to buy a paper newspaper on the days it’s not delivered?  Or will they subscribe and have a computer monitor available for our regulars that read the paper every day.  And will those regulars revolt?  And what about people that have been getting their newspapers for decades and don’t have a computer?  In these economic times (because face it, it’s the economy that is forcing this issue to happen now rather than later) is the Detroit Free Press turning it’s back on those customers who aren’t technologically astute?  Mostly older folks, or folks from economic disadvantaged families may find their access to the news limited.  Is this fair?  Or right?  Hard to say.  The newspaper will still be available in printed form, just not home delivered.

On the other hand, how exciting is this?  We discussed in classes that this period in the world history, particularly the United States’ history, will be considered a time similar to the Industrial Revolution because we are going through so many significant changes.  We don’t always recognize when something changes in life altering ways.  Each individual change may not seem significant, but we are living through so many of these changes.  Someday, maybe in 100 years, people will marvel at these days, and remark how the world shifted at the turn of the century.   And perhaps they will laugh at how antiquated we were, reading from newsprint, waiting for the news to show up in our driveways every morning.

But for now I wonder about that older person who has received the newspaper every day for the past sixty or seventy years.  The people who depend on that newspaper to connect them to the world.  I hope they can stay connected, and not just through the television pontiffs.  Reading a newspaper allows for individual thought and independent opinion making.  I hope the Detroit Free Press doesn’t leave a whole segment of our population behind as the rest of us move into the future.