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is what I’ve learned about photography, after sinking a lot of money into a good camera and taking pictures from all around the world, it’s easy to have great pictures if your subject is great too!  Therefore, I will endeavor to always take pictures of beautiful things, such as these lilies sitting on a table pretending to be vintage at my parents’ newly renovated house.  If this hypothesis is correct, if I always aim my lens at beautiful subjects, won’t my pictures be beautiful all the time?  I’d love to see your worst/best pictures!  Can you leave pictures in the comment box?  If not, leave a link to the picture and I’ll be sure to check them out!

My writing has led my brain down another set of train tracks. The table the lilies are sitting on is beautiful.  I even helped my mother pick it out at the store. I remember the sweat off the poor salesman who got harangued into carrying the table from the back of the store to the checkout line and from the checkout line to my Dad’s truck.

If you’ve ever been to my house, you’ll know that my mother loves antiques. In fact, I would describe it as an obscene infatuation that has left many old antiquities hanging from the basement ceiling since no one has managed to see the floors in a good decade.  However, as part of the renovations, spring-cleaning began in full force.  Out with the old, and in with the new?  In my mother’s case, in with the new that looks old.

However, antiques still scatter about the house for functional reasons.  You’ll see an old pie safe in the corner holding cookbooks or a Hoosier cabinet holding mail and knickknacks.  She’s instilled a love of antiques into me, and I have secretly stuck post-it notes on all the furniture that I’d like to have.  When in a big family, it is wise to mark your territory early.

Pardon the brevity of this post, but as an aspiring journalist and news connoisseur, I want to go watch the State of the Union address.



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