Feeling blue today.  But ready to put my heart out on the line again.  Please listen, I might
have something to say.  Smile.  September 12, 2014

Two little Eggs, so round and smooth,

crack them open and put them in the pan,

add a little salt, and butter of course,

put a lid on and steam till done.

Is not the sun always in a cowboy's eyes,

Leather creaking, while loping his pony, under mountain skies,

A long day had been done, a little nudge, and pat to his rhone,

Giddy up, we're darn hungry, the barn is waiting, let's get on home.

The sun set low, another day done, another fight won,

Red in the sky, blue at the edges, what had he done,

what had he not done, forgetting, going down like the sun,

His bones ached, his eyes squinted, did he see the barn…

Racing down the mountain, pain in the saddle, his horse sped,

The barn in sight, no stopping now, he'd face the music and go to bed.

Unsaddle his horse, with snort and whiney, sweat, brush her down,

and then lay his head against her side, the saddle resting on the ground.

Hoist it up, and set it on a log, hang the reins, and get out the oats,

His eyes still squinting now in darkness, he untied the rag around his throat,

Did his chores, and limped to the cabin, lighting the stove and oil burning lamp.

A soft bed would feel good, but the squinting cowboy yearned for a fire lit camp.

He'd face the music now, and rest in a bed,

Things he hadn't done troubling his head,

He squinted, said his prayers, remembering some sorrow,

knowing there would be only yesterday, now and the morrow.

Bed creaking, He turned out the light,

Cowboy still squinting in the night,

Crickets, a distant coyote choir,

Cowboy longing to sleep by the fire.

Anita "Neets" Crane, inspired 8/21/14

I am learning a great deal as I continue to take pictures.  Post processing in Photoshop with textures and actions continue to help me create the painting I have in my mind's eyes.  I'm still learning how to improve a background when it is taking away from the personality and expression of my subject. 8/15/14.

Fun promo photo session with Jeanne Rettos Logan in Park City, Utah. 

Summer 2014, Anita and Bruce.  My sweet hubby.  I am so blessed to have him in my life.

Life is too busy these days, I wonder why. Seems I used to have so much time to walk in the woods with my hubby, or, go away for the weekend -simple it seemed then. I would throw a quilt, pillow, guitar, and overnight bag into my old truck. and take off for the weekend to see my daughter or a friend. I would close my shop to travel on a whim with my husband to Colorado or Montana...Bruce and I would go camping in the mountains (what a job packing and cooking all that stuff. What I realize, it was always me making the effort, not really making plans but acting impulsively - probably dropping in on folks when they have stuff going on or are too busy with their own lives. Was I upsetting the natural flow of their life, I don't know. But heck, I thought they would love to see me.... and now I'm getting old and tired, don't have as much energy. Spend too much time working for no pay, but i love to please. 

 I want to just drop in, say hey, here I am, I don't know, maybe it's time for someone to drop in on me. I see so much more these days, reflect more. Miss those who've passed on. 

I'm making a note to sit on the porch tonight and watch the trucks roll by, air brakes, the smell of burning brakes....awww, life in town, it is what it is, the house is old, plumbing needs fixing, walls need painting - how on earth did I do it all.....looking forward to a cabin in the woods with deer near by. Me sitting on the porch pickin' my guitar and singing a song.

Anita 7/14/14

A Wedding Day

Once upon a time, there was a lovely girl, who lived in a beautiful, sleepy valley - and one day a handsome young man came to live near by.  Their souls met on campus.  She saw him first and knew he was the one for her, and he sees her now, and they are two souls to become one.

Wedding Day. . . . .wild roses and flowers of purple and gold.

Bouquets for the tables.

A special arrangement

 Cake and Lace Dresses

A sisters love. . . .

The Wedding Shoes

Getting ready

The Bride

The Bride and Groom

Sisters and Bridesmaids

Little Sister

Little Sister

Little Sister helping with the dress

The Bride

and, they lived Happily Ever After

And as the sun set that day, they were Happy in Love.

Found Objects. . . . .
Once this little blue bottle contained ink. I ponder the messages written by this ink, perhaps love letters, or accounting numbers, an illustration, or perhaps it was accidentally turned over and spilled. . . we will never know, but now it contains a beautiful tiny bouquet, a memory from a walk in the woods in June, Sweet Peas sending all love to you.

Photography by Neets

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FOUND THINgs



Beautiful old lace framing an old wood window box through the window filled with geraniums.

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34 years with my best friend.  It's been a very happy life and I hope it continues for a long time to come.  It's always good when you marry your best friend.  Photo taken May 18, 2014, Ensign Ranch, Utah
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It's a warm day in Park City.  Snow is melting, finally.  Had a lovely Mother's Day.  These beautiful flowers showed up on my door step on Sunday morning.  From my twin son, Ron.  I was so delighted.
I took a picture so they can last forever.

SIMPLE, SCULPTURAL BEAUTY, 2 KK TEXTURES.

"Simple" and Lovely.
I hung a lace table cloth for the background, with the north light behind it.  Filtered light was also coming from the left, and a small modeling light to take out any shadows.
Used two Kim Klassen textures. Promo shot for two young singers.  I opened the camera up and embraced the grain. I thought the simplicity of the pose brought interest to the image. The girls are engaged in something, drawing the viewer into the scene.  PhotographybyNeets.com

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Tis Spring and I am spring cleaning….spending so much time with lovely things I had forgotten I had tucked away in boxes.  The attic is such a delightful mess.  Piles of this and that.  These lovely brown transfer ware cups and child's tea set were put away because they have cracks, and chips and missing lids; but, I do have to say I love them just the same.  The bouquet was from so long ago, falls apart easily, but I gently tucked it into the ironstone vase my son Bobby bought for me at a garage sale many years ago, he was still a teenager.  so lovely a thought, imagining, he saw it, and it made him think of Mom.  I hug myself.  I am so grateful for all the blessings so very perfect in their imperfectness….Love is forever, God abides.  PhotographybyNeets.com

So many things to take pictures of.....96,000 pictures in the last 12 months.....could wear out a shutter on a good camera, right...Photography by Neets