Photo-A-Day Challenge
A Gray Spring
Spring arrived this week — in quiet muted colors that are waiting eagerly to explode like a rainbow after a storm.
It was a week of above-50F temperatures, foggy mornings, and humid days. Downpours and drizzles dampened our waking and sleeping hours. All the flora is well watered and ready to dazzle us with springtime hues. It’s coming. Maybe not now but very, very soon.
Since I take most of my photos in the morning and our pre-noon hours were dismal, photography was a challenge. So, I relied on some indoor shots, some silvery outdoor pics, and a few mid-day and evening photos after the fog cleared.
What is this about? This is the Photo-A-Day Challenge. Take photos every day, choose one to represent your day, and post them here. Submit weekly or whenever you want, but please try to keep your photo count to no more than10 and your word county to less than 1,000.
I started the challenge in July 2020 and it’s been going strong ever since. Here are the wonderful photographers who’ve participated:
Erika Burkhalter / Eileen Vorbach Collins / Anne Bonfert / Sasha Meyer / Tracy Aston / Lisa Bolin / Rachael Ann Sand / Denise G / Juan O. Aguilera / David Wade Chambers / June Nguyen / Mia Verita
Would so enjoy having you join us! This challenge is not a competition between photographers; it’s a welcome mat to our corners of the world.
The photo above deserves more than one word. The cat who is loving on my masked head is now known as Joey. At one time, he was Miaow, a stray in our neighborhood that my husband and I started feeding. We fell in love with him. Soon he was hanging out around our townhome. I took him to be neutered and brought him home to live with us. But our other two male cats, Tango and Sebastien, were not happy with their new brother. Pissing contests began. Then, Miaow climbed atop our guinea pig cages, forcing me to return him to the outdoors. Betty, a neighbor, who also used to feed Miaow, coaxed him to live with her and her two female cats. Because he was the only male and she has no small rodent pets, Betty didn’t endure the problems we did. Miaow became Joey. For the past 1.5 years, I am privileged to visit him whenever Betty visits her children, allowing me the honor of cat-sitting. He greets me with head-bumps and face-rubs, reminding me that we are still old friends.
© Dennett 2021
