Miss Pelican's Perch

Looking at my World from a Different Place


Sixty-one Days and a Year-in-Review

new yearsI started this blog last April and my posting was an infrequent, irregular activity.  Then on the spur of the moment on Halloween night I decided to do the 2012 NaNoWriMo and I accomplished a 50,000 word novel draft in 26 days.  Then, since I was on a roll, I decided to accept a challenge to blog every day through the end of the year.  There were some days when I struggled to find something interesting to write about.  Sometimes, I made it easy on myself and posted photographs.  But I did manage to write or make a blog post every day for 61 days.

I am going to try to carry on with a regular posting pattern, but probably not something every day.  My plan is to post at least twice a week,  more as I can.   So, I thank all of you who subscribed to my blog and for all the kind comments that kept me motivated to post every day.  There is more to come so please stay tuned.

And now, I am responding to the last Photo Challenge of the Year at The Daily Post.  This is to provide a visual “Year-in-Review”.   Below are some images that I took throughout 2012 that have served as inspiration (or as the final creative expressions in their own right).  Some I have posted, some you are seeing for the first time.

Happy New Year and I’ll see you on the flip side.

My inspiration has been in finding new places to people watch and make notes…

and in taking the train to explore my city…

In finding places to inspire my short stories…

And for more short stories...

Things old.....

And looking at things old……

fossil snail

From the Masters....

Learning from the Masters…..

And the not-so-masterful....

And the not-so-masterful….

From hanging in the garden with my Dad....

From hanging in the garden with my Dad….

From the great outdoors....

From the great outdoors….

From the great "out-there"....

From the great “out-there”….

From gathering with family.....

From gathering with family…..

and with friends.....

and with friends…..

From the spiritual....

From the spiritual….

To the fantastical....

To the fantastical….

And from the Great Dance of Life!

And from the Great Dance of Life!

ljgloyd (c) 2012



The Lady in White

I was experimenting in Photoshop to see if I could create fog.  I was moderately successful; it did not come out exactly the way I envisioned.  So to save the image, I plopped the image of the woman into the photo and messed around with her layer until I got a somewhat ghostly image.


Manipulated photography.
LJGloyd (c) 2012


High Noon


The Daily Post prompt:  At noon today, take a pause in what you’re doing or thinking about. Make a note of it, and write a post about it later.

Actually, I am starting this post before noon time today because I figure I am not going to be doing anything different at noon than what I am doing three hours earlier.  I am home today with a bad cold.  Nothing like having your holidays ruled by the feeling that your head is filled with concrete.

Of course, if I were well, I would be spending the day at an automotive garage investigating why my car’s transmission is acting up.  Or spending the day caring for relatives who are also sick.   Or shopping for a new computer because this one has taken to booting up only when it wants to.

Being confined at home, I hope I will not watching the news at noon.   Besides the other squirreliness going on the world, all I will hear is news of the impending fiscal cliff we are all about to fall off.

So, in light of all this, I think at noon, I will turn off the tv, open another box of tissue, and ponder all that is good with my life.   I have a job, I have a roof over my head, I have food,  I have electricity, I have fresh running water, and I have people in my life who care enough for me to call and ask how I am faring.

In a few days, I will be well and can get back to taking care of the other pressing details of my life with a little less of a “woe-is-me” attitude.

Maybe this little “time-out” is actually a good thing.   This is my body’s way of telling me to “sit down,  shut up, and listen for a change.”      I have been called to a “show down at High Noon” to do a little reconciling and prioritizing of the things that are important in my life and some that are not so much.

Okay, I think I get it now.  Now, where is my inhaler?

ljg,  writing on Wednesday morning, 12/26/2012

Postscript:  What did I actually do at 12 noon?  I was napping.