Photography Challenge Week Three

This week’s challenge was red.


Red can vary in shade and sometimes the names for these reds have a certain connotation which may be different for different people. For example

Crimson – as in Crimson Tide in Alabama – – nuff said.

Auburn – another red that carries a lot of weight in this state

Fuchsia – as in bridesmaid dresses

Maroon – as in Adam Levine

Mahogany – as in grandma’s dining table

Oxblood – as in yech

Wine – that’s a Yes!

And what lovely names are reds: Ruby, Scarlet (GWTW), Rose, and Carmine

When I began looking around my house I realized I really have a lot of red around me. Wonder what that says about me? I do not claim it as my favorite color, but I like pops of it, though I can’t believe I just said POP – that overused word on HGTV.

Here is a peek at my pops of red – enjoy!



I also found a sweet RED poem

Dancer by Carl Sandburg

THE LADY in red, she in the chile con carne red,
Brilliant as the shine of a pepper crimson in the summer sun,
She behind a false-face, the much sought-after dancer, the most sought-after dancer of all in this masquerade,
The lady in red sox and red hat, ankles of willow, crimson arrow amidst the Spanish clashes of music,

I sit in a corner
watching her dance first with one man
and then another.


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I Hear the Train A Comin’

November Train - B'ham

November Train – B’ham

I hear the train a comin’
It’s rollin’ ’round the bend,
And I ain’t seen the sunshine,
Since, I don’t know when,

from Folsom Prison Blues by Johnny Cash

In early 2014, after we decided on a house and our offer was accepted, my husband looked on Google Maps and saw that the train runs very near our house. He was worried this was going to be a problem. But, I LOVE it! I don’t know what it is, but I enjoy hearing the whistle blow, which it does 4-5 times a day. I think if I could get through the brush and woods on the other side of our back fence I would be right at the tracks.

When I sit out on our back porch I can also hear the traffic. It’s not the horn-honking kind, just cars going up and down the road. I like that, too.

It Happens

Things happen that we have no control over, like today when the power went out. I’d actually slept in – I had no idea it was nearly 9am – and it was the boom that awoke me. I opened my eyes to see the ceiling fan slowing to a stop. That was when I realized the power was out.

Moments later I heard a siren, so I looked out from my backyard vantage point to see a firetruck stopped on Morgan Road. At first I thought there had been an accident, so I grabbed the binoculars. I saw the guys out directing traffic, but could see no cars that seem to be involved in a wreck or anything.

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Soon Alabama Power arrived on the scene and went about doing what they do. I understand it was a blown transformer. I know little to nothing about electricity, except that it is useful for all kinds of stuff.  Until I was without, I didn’t realize just how much I took it for granted. I couldn’t see the screen on the thermostat – oops – turning on the hall light was no help. Got to use the bathroom – oops – better leave the door open. Computer? Well, there was battery backup. But internet? I pulled out my Verizon jetpack. Good thing I didn’t have to go anywhere because I don’t know exactly how to manually open the garage door. The one problem I could not solve was my lack of coffee. That was the first thing I took care of when the power was restored.

Thank you, Alabama Power, for being so competent. Thank you, LORD, for all the daily blessings that I enjoy.

B’ham-Shuttlesworth Airport


I have flown as much in the past year or so than in all my years before that. Back and forth from B’ham to Jacksonville and Tampa, via Atlanta, Charlotte, and Miami. There is one thing comforting about the Birmingham-Shuttlesworth Airport than none of the other ones have: Morgan Freeman.

Yep, that voice telling you not to leave your bags unattended – that’s Morgan Freeman. I always smile when I hear him. I know I’m home.