Lily Of The Incas

I love flowers. I used to love growing flowers, too, until the local mosquito population discovered what a tasty morsel I am. So when little me gets a bouquet of pretty posies, you can bet at some point the camera will probably come out, and I’ll take some time to play.

“Lily Of The Incas” … from © Lois Bryan Photography and Digital Art

This particular image was originally snapped mid April of 2014, so I’m guessing this tiny lily was part of a birthday bouquet from my dear hubby. I’ve seen these guys in my arrangements from time to time but never knew quite what they were. After having some fun with it in Photoshop and Corel Painter the other day, I decided it was high-time I learned a bit more about them.

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For Tradition’s Sake

One of the things that makes holidays and family gatherings special to a lot of us is tradition. At least in my family, we like to go to the same family member’s house for a particular holiday and we like to see the same yummy things on the menu. Even down to the same china and silverware on the table, we do love our traditions. Tradition brings back thoughts of childhood, of happy times, good memories of those who have gone on, all of which can be very comforting.

Recently my husband and I did the “downsizing” thing which we knew would throw our family’s customary ways of doing things into a loop. How would the rest of the family react at the holidays? How would my husband and I ourselves feel about it when it came time to sit down to that big family meal in a totally different place?

“Time For Tea” … from Lois Bryan Photography and Digital Art

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A Peacock At Beallair

Ok kids, today, let’s take out our history books … we’re going to make some notations in the margins.

You see before you a colorful peacock displaying his magnificent plumage on the lawn of historic Beallair near Harpers Ferry, West Virginia.

“A Peacock At Beallair” … from © Lois Bryan Photography and Digital Art

“Beallair … or Beall-Air, also known as the Colonel Lewis William Washington House, is a two-story stuccoed brick house in classical revival style near Halltown, West Virginia. It was the home of Colonel Lewis William Washington, great-great nephew of George Washington and hostage in John Brown’s raid on Harpers Ferry, West Virginia.”

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Counter Seating Available

Every time my husband and I stop in at the Denny’s Diner in Breezewood, PA, there’s a moment when I’m whisked back in time to the neighborhood diner of the ’50s.  And yes, I do remember the ’50s … you know, vaguely.  Very vaguely.  It was a time of bee-bop music, swinging pony tails, black and white oxford shoes (hated those things … couldn’t keep the whites white), poodle skirts, and hanging out at the local diner, curled up in the booth, sipping on a chocolate milk-shake and listening to Elvis crooning away on the juke box.

Well, no not really.  Actually, I never did any of that. Well, yeah, okay.  Maybe I did swing my pony tail once or twice.  And I really did hate those uncomfortable shoes.  However. For some of us of a certain age, I think it’s in our genetic memory to have done all those things … by osmosis or something, right? I’m probably getting my sciences mixed up, but you get my drift.

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Forest Snowman

Since we’re directly in the path of an oncoming, mondo snow storm (January 22, 2016), thoughts of the upside, fun side of these kinds of weather systems have naturally been on my mind.

“Forest Snowman” … from © Lois Bryan Potography and Digital Art

Building snow men (and ladies), skiing and boarding, sledding, curling up with a good book in front of the fireplace, a fire pit surrounded by your friends and a mug of hot mulled wine steaming in your gloves … or just a good old fashioned snowball fight.  Winter has a very special charm.

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Creatures Of A Winter Sunset

One December evening several years ago, 2009 in fact, I was standing at the window in our family room, enjoying the scene in front of our home. The flaming orange colors from the setting sun showed up the bare trees of the snowy woods across the way beautifully. But the closer I looked, the more I realized, this was no ordinary winter scene.

We had visitors!!

“Creatures Of A Winter Sunset” … from Lois Bryan Photography and Digital Art

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Creative Mood Swings

Creatively, I’ve sort of run the gamut these past several days between quiet and neutral to intense and colorful.

The first, “White Roses In Old Clay Pot” is a delicate and subdued, gently-toned still life with loads of negative space.  Ahhh … you’re taking a stroll through a quaint, flower-bedecked Mediterranean village … the sky is blue, the birds are singing, and your eyes fall on this perfect, simple scene. Suddenly all your cares seem to melt away!! Life is good!  The original photographic image was captured with the Nikon D750 and the 24-70mm Nikkor lens … digitally hand painted for an impressionistic-y look in Corel Painter 2015.

“White Roses In Old Clay Pot” from Lois Bryan Photography and Digital Art

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New Year’s Day

“Poinsettia” … from © Lois Bryan Photography and Digital Art

Hoping everyone enjoyed a beautiful Christmas or whatever holidays you celebrate, and that your New Year’s Eve was joyful and filled with love and was either exciting or peaceful … whichever one you prefer.  Nothing worse than sitting around twiddling your thumbs if you’d rather be out kicking up your heels … or standing in a crowded room full of people you barely know and can’t hear anyway because the music is too loud.  Am I right??  Of course I am.  In my case, everything turned out exactly the way I like!!

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The Opera House At Shepherdstown, West Virginia

Though all the furniture is in place and the pictures are on the walls, I have the feeling that settling in to a new house from a home of nearly 30 years is going to be a work-in-progress for quite a while.  I think I’ve found most of my stuff, though I occasionally find myself spinning wheels trying to find the odd this-or-that.  Case in point, the thermometer, but that’s another story.  It’s a ripper of a story … but … maybe some other time.


One of the cool things about moving is getting to know a new area.  I’m surrounded by several versions of Bedford Falls.  If you’re familiar with the classic movie “It’s A Wonderful Life,” you’ll have some idea of what I’m talking about.  These quaint small towns are the real McCoy.  Having lived my entire life in suburban areas of a big city, the differences are striking.  As my husband likes to say, where we are now, George Bailey is alive and well.  Where we were … he never lived.  SO glad to be here!!

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The Little Stone House In September

A lovely old stone house relishes the September sunshine, letting the light seep into her ancient bones, warming all the creaking, cracking places. She has been watching the world change around her, slowly, for many years. Watching the humans as they come, and grow old, and disappear … watching the seasons ebb and flow. As she welcomes the gentle September breezes, so refreshing after the baking heat of July and August, does she also welcome the wicked, icy blasts of winter that she knows are coming … does she think of winter with dread?

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