I Believe in You

"I believe in you,
Beside me, watching over me,
Coloring my world."

We'd photographed the partial rainbow already.
When I noticed the rainbow was clear across the sky,
I told Bob, but he was busy photographing a young man
in a confederate soldier costume on the streets of Gettysburg.
I should have know, he'd turned to catch me photographing the rainbow.
He's always there, watching over me.

Every day

"My love for you grows stronger."
The quote on the wall at the
Gettysburg Civil War Visitor's Center
could not be more appropriate to
my love for you.

Already There

Bob arrived home from work the other night and pointed out that there was a nice light over my flower bed in the front yard. So I grabbed my camera and went out to capture the light while I had the chance. Who could argue that there wasn't a higher being to create such gorgeous plants, light and melodies to complement our lives?

Journaling: (Words from the song by Lonestar)
"I'm already there, Take a look around.
I'm the sunshine in your hair,
I'm the shadow on the ground.
I'm the whisper in the wind,
And I'll be there to the end."

Sewing (Pages about my childhood)

Though I saved mementos from my early years, I do not have a lot of pictures. Occasionally I go back to a place of significance, take a photograph and journal about days gone by. This is one of those "Me" pages.

Journaling: "This is the former Singer store in Keyser where I took sewing lessons as a young teen. Great Grandma Mullan was a seamstress, and that skill would be passed to all of us. Kathleen Wilt was the owner & teacher at the store. I did some of my sewing at Grandma Marie's home next to Mom's. In high school, I made many of my clothes. It wasn't uncommon for me to put together an outfit the night before an event. This was good preparation for my core Home Economics classes at WVU, though I no longer make clothes."

The Man Behind the Lens (Father's Day 2008)

When Bob saw the picture I took of him photographing Greg and Chris on Greg's graduation day, he said he wanted me to make a collage comparing these pictures with a similar arrangement I made in 1998. On that fall day at Deep Creek, I photographed Bob making a portrait of our boys for our Christmas card. While the page is titled "Dad--the man behind the lens", I added the line at the bottom "top photos by Cindy--the woman behind the men".

The Builders

When Bob & I met in 1973,we often photographed abandoned buildings. We both were intrigued by this building on our walk on the rail trail May 2008. It appeared to be an office building for an old tire company. When I studied the brick work and vines surrounding it, it transported me to another time and even country.

The excerpts of poetry are by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow:
"All are architects of fate
Working in the walls of time
Some with massive deeds and great,
Some with ornaments of rhyme.

In the elder days of art,
Builders wrought with greatest care
Each minute and unseen part;
For the Gods see everywhere."