Life: Through the Lens

Previously I created a post about one specific aspect of a beautiful garden our Camera Club had the pleasure of shooting last night - Yarn Bombing.   Here is some more of the garden story. For a look at a bevy of beautiful Mosaics created by the blogging community, visit Little Red House.   Enjoy!

Last night, the Camera Club group we belong to went on a photo shoot to the garden of one of our members.  I use the term "garden" loosely, however, as it was really a destination filled with wonder and delight.  Located just north of St. Johns, MI, don't miss it on the Garden Tour next summer.  This work of art will not disappoint.  At this point you may be wondering what does a photo shoot in a beautiful garden have to do with the title of this post - "Yarn Bombing." Well here you have it.  A fascinating type of graffitti, this art form is apparently becoming a big deal all over the world.  The fiber arts community is grabbing hold of this new creative venture.  If you look up "Yarn Bombing Los Angeles" you will find an entire fiber arts community "engaging 2000 people online, 500 people world wide, 30-200 locally" in creating and donating a variety of Yarn Bombing projects.   Just look at some of the photos I found when I Goo

Yesterday we attended the wedding reception of a very old (oops...good) friend.  I am part of a select group of friends - together since junior high and high school.  We grew up together through all those angst-ridden years as we searched for our adult selves, found them (kind-of) and continue to look forward to what the years have in store for us.  Ever since the movie came out years ago, we have called ourselves the "Ya-Ya's," and work to get together as a whole group every few years or so. (I must admit we also are known as the Seaholm Sirens...but that's another blog post!) So yesterday Janet took the plunge and married a VERY nice man in a small ceremony in northern Michigan.  Since I'm the only Ya-Ya left in Michigan, Daryl and I drove up to the reception, at her parents cabin.  (I need to mention that we have all indoctrinated our spouses/significant others into the "rules" of being attached to a Ya-Ya.  Attending functions is on an invit