Let me tell you about Kelly. We've never met face to face but somehow we've become friends. We "met" a couple of years ago wandering through the forums at "Michael The Maven", soaking in anything and everything about photography. We joined the "Project 365" where we took a self-portrait every day and posted it in the forum for constructive criticism. Kelly quickly became my cheerleader. She'd applaud my shots.....she'd inspire me with her shots......she'd encourage me when I felt that the project was just too much to handle. We joined Flickr at right about the same time and used that as our "meeting place" where she continued to comment on my shots and shout out "atta girl" and make me feel so dang talented! We developed a bond .... I feel as if I've known Kelly forever. We e-mail each other.....heck! we even snail-mail each other! I lovingly call her my "Sistah". She is my sister of the heart. She is talented, gorgeous, genuine and I'm so glad I found her. Her friendship means alot to me. I wish we could hang out together .... we'd be like two silly little schoolgirls running around with our cameras. It would be fun! But she lives 2,397 miles away (as the crow flies). Someday we'll meet up and talk like we've been friends forever over a fine glass of Merlot and chocolate. Until then, I'll have to settle for having Kelly be "Just A Click Away".
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
|Piece A Cake|
Hello......come on in! Sit. Kick your shoes off. Have a piece of cake. I'm new to the blogging world but I'm hoping that we become old friends fast. I love cake! Chocolate cake. Lemon pound cake. Pineapple upsidedown cake. Ah! That's my favorite. I remember when my mother would make it ... what a treat! She made the best...and I do mean THE BEST...pineapple upsidedown cake. We'd watch as she'd melt the butter in a heavy pan and then blend in the brown sugar. She'd let that bubble, bubble, bubble and then she'd place the pineapple rings and allow the bubbling, gooey, caramelized brown sugar just soak right into the rings. Here's the fun part ..... she'd let us carefully place the maraschino cherries in between the pineapple rings and smack in the center of the rings. Then she'd pour the batter in the pan and pop it in the oven and we'd wait (impatiently) for that tasty treat to come out. Once out of the oven, we had to wait for the "cool down". But she was smart and let the cake cool off just enough and she'd cut us a piece of slightly warm cake. Everytime I make this cake I'm reminded of home and my mom and when I take that first bite of slightly warm cake I'm a kid again.
I hope you come back. I've got thoughts and shots to share.
Now, I'm headed in the kitchen for a piece a cake!!!
Photo by me!
Texture is "Sweet Treat" by Kim Klassen