I took this photo on the 4th of July. Two little ones, enjoying the fireworks. I'm not quite sure what happened to blur it, but I couldn't make myself delete it. There's something kind of sweet about it.
This photo reminds me a bit of the blurriness of life. Time blurs our memories. It softens the rough edges and washes the colors out a bit. We remember, but not with the clarity of the moment. Our memories become washed in our perspective of today.
Several blogs have been looking at the blur of photos lately. Alicia, Elk, and Georgia all have posted some blurry shots.
Country girl turned small town wife, mother, grandmother, and teacher. In love with my home, family, my small town, and my largely rural high school. A fourth generation teacher, I always learn as much as I teach--sometimes more. Things aren't always perfect, but I tend to look for the good, the funny, and the positive side of things. Happiness is an attitude and when that fails me, sarcastic humor sees me through!
Looking Back On That Day-Part 1
Seeing the town in Daylight- Part 2 Work at the School- Part 3 What I will never forget- Part 4
1st Anniversary Our Town Today- Part 5 2nd Anniversary 2010- Part 6 3rd Anniversary 2011- Part 7