<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248</id><updated>2009-07-05T02:16:21.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>In search of the seriously beautiful...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/atom.xml'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/index.htm'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>203</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-3236953851961261025</id><published>2009-06-30T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:18:05.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On iTunes, Lately...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovehammers.com"&gt;Lovehammers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; released their latest single today on iTunes - it's the first single off their upcoming CD, &lt;i&gt;Heavy Crown&lt;/i&gt;. It's been so long since we've had new Lovehammers' music, I'm very very happy to have something new from them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rstar.net"&gt;Ryan Star&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; released his long awaited EP, &lt;i&gt;Last Train Home&lt;/i&gt;, earlier this month - you can hear a snippet of one of my favorite of his songs, &lt;i&gt;Right Now&lt;/i&gt;, during commercials  for the new NBC show, The Philanthropist. The full EP is only $3.99 on iTunes and features four songs and two videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, I'm linking to &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tamar-music.com"&gt;Tamar Kaprelian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'s &lt;i&gt;A New Day&lt;/i&gt;, just because it's been my favorite song this summer and she deserves more exposure, so pass it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewAlbum?id=320666842&amp;s=143441" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Lovehammers' Guns on iTunes" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-06-30-itunes-lovehammers.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img height="1" alt="" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/images/0.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/stat?id=GRSY09hhbEE&amp;amp;offerid=146261&amp;amp;type=3&amp;amp;subid=0&amp;amp;tmpid=1826RD_PARM1=http%253A%252F%252Fitunes.apple.com%252FWebObjects%252FMZStore.woa%252Fwa%252FviewAlbum%253Fi%253D318614967%2526id%253D318614919%2526s%253D143441%2526uo%253D6%2526partnerId%253D30&amp;amp;u1=rstarep-blast-062509" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Ryan Star's Last Train Home on iTunes" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-06-30-itunes-ryan.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img height="1" alt="" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/images/0.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/stat?id=Ewg5bHnsCSQ&amp;amp;offerid=78941&amp;amp;type=3&amp;amp;subid=0&amp;amp;u1=tamar.newday.intsite&amp;amp;tmpid=1826&amp;amp;RD_PARM1=http%253A%252F%252Fphobos.apple.com%252FWebObjects%252FMZStore.woa%252Fwa%252FviewAlbum%253FplayListId%253D318084043&amp;amp;s=143441" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Tamar Kaprelian's A New Day on iTunes" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-06-30-itunes-tamar.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Happy birthday and happy traveling to my brother Michael today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-3236953851961261025?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/3236953851961261025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=3236953851961261025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/3236953851961261025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/3236953851961261025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/06/on-itunes-lately.html' title='On iTunes, Lately...'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-4364026589298974936</id><published>2009-06-30T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:02:17.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>America's Forgotten Sweetheart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-06-30-americas-forgotten-sweetheart-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img align="right" height="575" alt="America's Forgotten Sweetheart" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-06-30-americas-forgotten-sweetheart-01.jpg" width="410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I received an email yesterday from one of the authors of a new book on Ruth Etting, coming out this fall. &lt;i&gt;Ruth Etting: America's Forgotten Sweetheart&lt;/i&gt;, by Kenneth Irwin and Charles O. Lloyd will be published by Scarecrow Press and is the first full-length biography of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As excited as I am about the book, I'm maybe even more excited about the photo on the cover! It's an image I've never seen before, and it features the pearls-around-her-upper-arm-look that I love - and in fact, the dress has strings of pearls hanging down her back, and off one hip. Ruth Etting wore pearls like no one else! Check out these images for further proof! &lt;a href="http://www.ruthetting.com/album/pearls.asp"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.ruthetting.com/blog/2008/02/from-chicago-to-new-york-city-1927.html"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.ruthetting.com/songs/what-do-we-care.asp"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on the book...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"In Ruth Etting: America's Forgotten Sweetheart, authors Kenneth Irwin and Charles Lloyd provide the first full-length biography of this ground-breaking artist. This book recounts Etting's early hears as a pioneering radio performer who quickly attained national celebrity, her recording career as "Sweetheart of Columbia Records," and her innovative work in early short subjects. The authors detail Etting's unhappy marriage to her husband-manager, Martin (Moe "The Gimp") Snyder, her second marriage to pianist arranger Myrl Alderman, and her Colorado Springs retirement. They also examine Etting's place in the history of American entertainment, specifically her trend-setting vocal style and her innovative work in phonograph recordings and radio performance--as well as her enormous popularity throughout the 1930s and beyond."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;For more on the book and more on the authors, check out their &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://palruth.home.comcast.net/~palruth/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;And for more on Ruth Etting, check out &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ruthetting.com"&gt;RuthEtting.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-4364026589298974936?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/4364026589298974936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=4364026589298974936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/4364026589298974936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/4364026589298974936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/06/americas-forgotten-sweetheart.html' title='America&apos;s Forgotten Sweetheart'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-5656547940717125097</id><published>2009-06-27T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:12:48.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>"Say goodbye, say goodbye to the way I was before. Say hello, say hello to a new way..."</title><content type='html'>Am I Idyll? Or am I Wild? How about neither! My stay in the mountains lasted longer than I originally intended - Idyllwild's a beautiful place, who can resist it's charm? But as of this week I'm officially back to civilization, and loving it! Up in the mountains I had no cell phone reception, I got snowed in for days on end, and I was two-and-a-half hours outside of LA. On the upside I saw more deer than I could count and I made friends with at least one squirrel - we'd chatter back and forth at each other, and he told me stories. I may not have understood the details, but I understood the underlying emotion. Really! Get the right squirrel, and you'll get an earful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So onto the new!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I shot a new/redux band last week in LA - one of my favorite things to do! I think they'll be debuting the images soon in a couple of different ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I got an email this week from a fan who noticed some of my images on The Alexus Records site at &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://alexusrecords.com"&gt;http://alexusrecords.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Some of the images have been enlarged and/or stretched, so it's not the best place to see my work, but even so, I always love seeing my images show up in new places! If you want to see the original images, go to &lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2008/08/la-guns-live-at-key-club-in-hollywood.html"&gt;http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2008/08/la-guns-live-at-key-club-in-hollywood.html&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.rockbandlounge.com/news/2008-08-la-guns/"&gt;http://www.rockbandlounge.com/news/2008-08-la-guns/&lt;/a&gt; for the slideshow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, I'm getting ready to debut my new web site AND a new site dedicated just to high school senior portraits. I'm really looking forward to working with seniors soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, I wanted to mention Michael Jackson, and how sad I am that he's gone, and that I never got to see him perform live. I always meant to... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was making the final trip from Idyllwild to Riverside on Thursday, my car packed with my computer, cameras, and my cat - the three big "C's" in my life - and I texted a &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/cherylspelts"&gt;Tweet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; that read: "Say goodbye, say goodbye to the way I was before. Say hello, say hello to a new way..." Just some lyrics to a &lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/06/what-ive-been-listening-to.html"&gt;song I blogged about earlier this month&lt;/a&gt;, referring to my move, and my very happy, fresh-start mood at that moment. Then a few minutes later the DJ on the radio blurted out that TMZ was reporting that Michael Jackson was dead, but that it hadn't been confirmed by any other source at that point. So I pulled over, and went directly to Twitter on my iPhone. Later it occurred to me that two years ago this week I would have raced home to jump on the computer to learn more  - since the iPhone didn't debut until the very end of June 2007 - and I would have gone straight to a news source. And a year ago, I would have been able to pull over, and check right then, but I would have still gone to a news site to look it up. But this week? This week Twitter was the choice, and it didn't even require any thought. I just knew that if something was happening, then Twitter was the place to be, and it was the right choice. I got immediate confirmation, along with disbelief, great grief, and straight from the heart sadness. When bad things happen, as humans we want to connect, and the immediacy of Twitter was the perfect vehicle. At first I felt guilty that my last Tweet had been so happy and frivolous - I hadn't known when I tweeted - but still, it just felt wrong. But then I noticed that people assumed it referred to Michael, and I realized that while I hadn't meant it that way, but that it could indeed refer to him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Michael this is for you! "Say goodbye, say goodbye to the way I was before. Say hello, say hello to a new way..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-5656547940717125097?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/5656547940717125097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=5656547940717125097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/5656547940717125097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/5656547940717125097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/06/say-goodbye-say-goodbye.html' title='&quot;Say goodbye, say goodbye to the way I was before. Say hello, say hello to a new way...&quot;'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-1435819946603405248</id><published>2009-06-02T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:03:00.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Site Update</title><content type='html'>So why am I posting screen shots of my current web site? Well the word current might be a clue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my site as is - it was designed with my fine art background in mind. If you ever spent hours cutting mats for prints, bright white mats, four-ply, with sharp perfect corners, and never exactly square, always fuller at the bottom - then you get all the white in my current site. And if you ever signed your mounted prints with pencil, then you really get it. Even the little square images that repeat throughout the site are an homage to the square images on a medium format contact sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things change! And artists evolve. And it was time for an update. So that's coming, soon. But today I just want to post a few screenshots, as an archive, because I like looking back! And soon, what you see below, will be the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="574" alt="cherylspelts.com" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-06-01-site-01.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="574" alt="cherylspelts.com" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-06-01-site-02.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="1084" alt="cherylspelts.com" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-06-01-site-03.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-1435819946603405248?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/1435819946603405248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=1435819946603405248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/1435819946603405248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/1435819946603405248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/06/site-update.html' title='Site Update'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-4735540041312237499</id><published>2009-06-02T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T01:40:42.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I've been listening to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object align="right" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t1EC4om5VV4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XBtU8POWZgA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;I seem to have a thing for female voices lately - and these two songs are the two that I keep looping, over and over. I do that when I really love a song, listen to it again and again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A New Day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamar Kaprelian&lt;br /&gt;2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huliq.com/1/81671/tamar-kaprelians-new-day-now-itunes"&gt;the lyrics...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object align="right" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t1EC4om5VV4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x52w8txtiQs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let Go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frou Frou&lt;br /&gt;2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/froufrou/letgo.html"&gt;the lyrics...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-4735540041312237499?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/4735540041312237499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=4735540041312237499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/4735540041312237499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/4735540041312237499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/06/what-ive-been-listening-to.html' title='What I&apos;ve been listening to...'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-1851943533825376826</id><published>2009-05-24T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T05:15:35.708-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idyllwild'/><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>I am so proud of my Mom! She's always appreciated my talent and the images I produce, but she never really got into photography herself - until today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt and Grandma and Mom were all in the same place at the same time - it is Memorial Day Weekend, and Idyllwild is perfect this time of year, so of course I was going to do some spontaneous portraits! And then it happened, she asked if I wanted her to shoot a couple of me. Now my Mom has always been one who rations shots - whether it was film or digital. Growing up she'd shoot exactly one frame of each event - maybe two frames if you got lucky. And she's always astonished at the number of images I take. And when I said yes, and handed her my camera, she was a little surprised at how heavy it was, and how hard it was to hold up and press the shutter at the same time. I had an 85mm 1.2 lens on it, so she wasn't wrong, it was heavy, so I expected her to shoot maybe four or five frames, just to be nice, and then be done. But I was wrong! She ended up shooting 40 frames! She started a little slow, but before long she was telling me to tilt my chin, look up, and smile like I had a secret. I was laughing so hard, and loving it so much, I had a hard time following her directions. But she was patient with me, and kept at it, determined to get the perfect shot - and she did! She actually got a shot of me that I really love. And to be honest, most of what she got is good. I really do like the majority of the stuff she shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my Mom is now a photographer! Amazing things happen every day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="604" alt="Memorial Day Weekend / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-05-24-vicki-5888.jpg" width="390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/images/0.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img height="604" alt="Memorial Day Weekend / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-05-24-sharon-5994.jpg" width="390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt Vicki and my Mom, the new photographer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="604" alt="Memorial Day Weekend / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-05-24-cheryl-6079.jpg" width="390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/images/0.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img height="604" alt="Memorial Day Weekend / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-05-24-ginny-6051.jpg" width="390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and and my beautiful Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="550" alt="Memorial Day Weekend / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-05-24-sharon-ginny-vicki-6065.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the three of them in front of the cabin. Doesn't the yard look magnificent? It's amazing when you think about how all that was under three feet of snow not that long ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-1851943533825376826?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/1851943533825376826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=1851943533825376826' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/1851943533825376826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/1851943533825376826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/05/memorial-day-weekend.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-7822468380065310339</id><published>2009-05-24T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:31:26.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>Sneak Peak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="604" alt="Tracii Guns / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-05-16-tracii-guns-0865.jpg" width="390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img height="1" alt="" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/images/0.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img height="604" alt="League of Gentlemen / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-05-16-league-of-gentlemen-0971.jpg" width="390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I got to see a brand new band on the first night of a new tour - Tracii Guns' League of Gentlemen at the 710 Beach Club, in Pacific Beach - and it was a fun show! Some familiar music, and some unfamiliar, and some familiar music done in an unfamiliar way. If you get a chance to see them, wait until you hear one of L.A. Guns' biggest hits done in a totally new way - it's worth going, just for that one song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have more images from this show later in the week...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-7822468380065310339?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/7822468380065310339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=7822468380065310339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/7822468380065310339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/7822468380065310339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/05/sneak-peak.html' title='Sneak Peak!'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-7602314230973090904</id><published>2009-05-21T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:39:28.749-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abstracted'/><title type='text'>What am I magnetically attracted to?</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite blogs recently has been &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://whitehottruth.com/inspiration-spirituality-articles/magnetic-attraction-analysis-101/"&gt;Danielle LaPorte's White Hot Truth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I'm always attracted to passion, and she dials it up to eleven every time she posts. Today I read her post about figuring out what you're magnetically attracted to - and what that says about you - and thought it was fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I magnetically attracted to?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1. Black nail polish &lt;br /&gt;2. Orange blossoms &lt;br /&gt;3. Hot sun and hot nights &lt;br /&gt;4. Skin - tanned or pale &lt;br /&gt;5. Great bone structure and pretty lips and wide open eyes &lt;br /&gt;6. Hair that swings and blows and shines &lt;br /&gt;7. Old houses &lt;br /&gt;8. Wood floors and windows and doors &lt;br /&gt;9. Great shoes &lt;br /&gt;10. Silver gelatin prints&lt;br /&gt; 11. Silver jewelry &lt;br /&gt;12. BIG colorful canvases of my images or paintings by contemporary artists &lt;br /&gt;13. A soft cool breeze on a hot summer night &lt;br /&gt;14. Old trees &lt;br /&gt;15. Sand, and surf, and the ocean &lt;br /&gt;16. Expensive leather purses &lt;br /&gt;17. Water, in all it’s forms &lt;br /&gt;18. Convertibles &lt;br /&gt;19. Portraits shot at a wide open aperture&lt;br /&gt;20. People who are smarter than me&lt;br /&gt;21. Men just out of the shower, who smell like soap &lt;br /&gt;22. White teeth &lt;br /&gt;23. Wrap-around skirts&lt;br /&gt;24. People who dance well&lt;br /&gt; 25. Dark chocolate&lt;br /&gt; 26. Concerts&lt;br /&gt; 27. Passion in other people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it all say about me? Not quite sure yet, but since most of those things are in my life, on a regular basis, I definitely think I'm headed in the right direction. What is that old saying? Follow your bliss... Okay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-7602314230973090904?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/7602314230973090904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=7602314230973090904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/7602314230973090904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/7602314230973090904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/05/what-am-i-magnetically-attracted-to.html' title='What am I magnetically attracted to?'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-5884890822617191660</id><published>2009-05-20T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:08:15.739-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idyllwild'/><title type='text'>Officially spring in Idyllwild</title><content type='html'>&lt;img align="right" height="604" alt=" / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-05-20-pollen-0336.jpg" width="390" border="0" /&gt;Spring comes later up in the mountains. We still had snow when the wildflowers started appearing in the flatlands. And even within Idyllwild, spring came sooner in the downtown area, and later further up the mountain. The altitude change makes a difference in so many different ways... In late summer, when it's cooler up here, we'll be grateful for that difference, but for most of the last few months I've just been wishing spring would hurry up and get here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this weekend, as I drove up the hill, everything seemed to be in bloom. Wild lilac that bloomed in March in Fallbrook, is at it's peak right now up here - both versions too - purple and white! And masses of yellow flowers bloom around every corner. And the yuccas? So many of them this year! It's a really beautiful drive right now between Banning and Idyllwild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today there was a brand new sign of spring - pollen! Yellow-green pollen from the oak trees is covering everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed my iPhone to take a photo of my car, when I saw how much pollen was on it - intending to just document it. But then I got into the way the light was reflecting off the shiny paint, and reflection of a rock wall, in the surface, and pretty soon I was more into the art, than in the documenting. Typical! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that really is pollen, on the hood of my car - believe it or not. And if you don't, come up to Idyllwild and see for yourself! It really is pretty up here right now - and cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-5884890822617191660?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/5884890822617191660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=5884890822617191660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/5884890822617191660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/5884890822617191660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/05/officially-spring-in-idyllwild.html' title='Officially spring in Idyllwild'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-4349999439506565066</id><published>2009-05-11T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T17:25:50.638-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musicians'/><title type='text'>Sunglasses from Marty Casey's Silver Elements Collection</title><content type='html'>&lt;img align="right" height="480" alt=" / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-04-30-marty-casey-8883.jpg" width="550" border="0" /&gt;Marty Casey just added sunglasses to his Silver Elements Collection! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get a pair, &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.silverelementscollection.com/sunglasses.php"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, and be sure to check out  "More Views" for three more images. We shot them on Sunset Boulevard in West Hollywood last week, and they're totally cool and so very very LA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-4349999439506565066?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/4349999439506565066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=4349999439506565066' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/4349999439506565066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/4349999439506565066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/05/sunglasses-from-marty-caseys-silver.html' title='Sunglasses from Marty Casey&apos;s Silver Elements Collection'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-7086850916141151131</id><published>2009-05-07T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T13:54:16.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L.A. Guns at House of Blues on Sunset</title><content type='html'>Some people think that a photographer just shoots what is. If there's beautiful stuff in front of you, just click the shutter, and voilà! Instant art! But it's not quite that simple. Yes, if there's beautiful stuff in front of you, you're halfway there, but the artist still has to chose where to point the camera, and what moment to capture - as well as a myriad of other more technical choices. With every shot, that artist is telling his own story and showing you his vision. And no two photographers, if presented with the same beautiful subject, will come up with the same way of presenting it. And honestly, even the same photographer on different days, will make different choices. That's art! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shot LA Guns last week at the House of Blues on Sunset, which is a great venue, with nice light - my favorite kind of place. And they sounded great and looked great - it was just the best of LA Guns, in every way. So a perfect night to shoot. And lucky for me, I came to that show so wiped out and exhausted I could hardly see straight. Lucky? Yeah lucky. Because shooting a concert is like crack to me - so of course I'm going to rise to the occasion. And of course how I'm feeling is going to shape what I see, and how I shoot - and that's a good thing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earthy, sensual, and wild are how I'd describe my images from that night. I usually go for the extreme, but that night I was attracted to the moments in between - the moments when you take a breath. Not necessarily the moments when the musicians take a breath, but more the moments where you, the viewer take a breath. So go ahead, just breathe... and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="817" alt="Marty Casey / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-04-30-marty-casey-9363.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="617" alt="LA Guns / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-04-30-la-guns-9405.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see the slideshow from that night, go to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rockbandlounge.com/news/2009-04-la-guns/"&gt;http://www.rockbandlounge.com/news/2009-04-la-guns/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember to maximize your browser window - the images are large, and deserve to be seen that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a discussion thread at RBL, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rockbandlounge.com/forum/topic.asp?topic_id=11229"&gt;http://www.rockbandlounge.com/forum/topic.asp?topic_id=11229&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-7086850916141151131?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/7086850916141151131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=7086850916141151131' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/7086850916141151131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/7086850916141151131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/05/la-guns-at-house-of-blues-on-sunset.html' title='L.A. Guns at House of Blues on Sunset'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-281771397948956091</id><published>2009-05-03T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T05:24:06.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Could Be With You (One Hour To-Night)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object align="right" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t1EC4om5VV4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t1EC4om5VV4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;I've written about my grandfather's cousin before - Ruth Etting - who was arguably the most popular female singer in the 1930's, but lost her career due to scandal - her ex-husband shot her new boyfriend. Today a scandal like that would likely give her career a nice boost, and cement her place in history, but back then it was the kiss of death for an entertainer's career. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made quite a few films, and so there's lots of footage out there of Ruth singing - but not all of it has ended up on YouTube yet - although I have no doubt it will eventually! But this is the first time I've found a clip of her on a stage, with just a piano. I like the simplicity. And the song. And the fact that at the end of the song she plays with the phrasing. It's definitely stylized, and definitely torchy, and definitely an acquired taste, but if you like a good torch song, she's the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more on Ruth Etting, go to &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ruthetting.com/songs/if-i-could-be-with-you.asp"&gt;RuthEtting.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-281771397948956091?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/281771397948956091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=281771397948956091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/281771397948956091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/281771397948956091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/05/if-i-could-be-with-you.html' title='If I Could Be With You (One Hour To-Night)'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-8627921937248833256</id><published>2009-04-21T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T05:16:35.260-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>More Abstracted by iPhone</title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="539" alt="Abstract / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-04-21-abstract-0305.jpg" width="390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/images/0.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img height="539" alt="Abstract / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-04-21-abstract-0311.jpg" width="390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="539" alt="Abstract / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-04-21-abstract-0315.jpg" width="390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/images/0.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img height="539" alt="Abstract / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-04-21-abstract-0306.jpg" width="390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art is everywhere. Even if all you have at the moment is just an iPhone camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The method? Shade to slow the shutter speed way down, a little camera movement, some interesting fabric, and then tweak the color balance in post - and voilà!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-8627921937248833256?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/8627921937248833256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=8627921937248833256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/8627921937248833256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/8627921937248833256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/04/more-abstracted-by-iphone.html' title='More Abstracted by iPhone'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-7910135344606109090</id><published>2009-04-07T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T12:24:08.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beaumont and Banning</title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="550" alt=" / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-04-05-banning-8354.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, on my way down the hill, I stopped to shoot the city of Banning from above. The incline is so steep, I didn't have to go to a special view site, I just pulled over on the side of the road, and shot over the edge! The snowcapped mountain in the background is the Big Bear/Lake Arrowhead area, and directly behind me would be the Idyllwild area - Banning is located smack in the middle between those mountain resort areas, in the valley below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never known very much about Banning, it was always just a dusty little town on the way to the desert. In fact, in my family we say "Beaumont and Banning" like it's all one place, when in reality they are two separate neighboring cities. Sisters in the same valley, but definitely separate cities. I spent the day exploring both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beaumont is the smaller of the two, population-wise, but it seems bigger driving through? I'm not sure why? Banning has twice the population, but it seems smaller and dustier, which I actually like. The fewer big box stores, the better, as far as I'm concerned! It also has a tiny but cute downtown area with an old theater that still shows movies. I read over the weekend that the movie theater was being considered for a grant to get the outside repainted, and the inside renovated - so it sounds like that theater will stay healthy, business-wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I like best about both cities is the fact that there are so many old houses. It was never a terribly wealthy area, so the old houses are all small - there are no big Victorian mansions like you'd find in downtown Riverside or Redlands, but if you're looking for a little old house, they have them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="817" alt=" / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-04-05-banning-8334.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end with a shot of a branch from a tree in Banning - nothing special, but every spring, this kind of tree knocks me out - the blossoms are so PINK! And with no leaves, just masses of hot pink flowers, they look too unreal to be real. So I stopped and got my yearly image, and that's that. And I'll probably do it again next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-7910135344606109090?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/7910135344606109090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=7910135344606109090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/7910135344606109090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/7910135344606109090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/04/beaumont-and-banning.html' title='Beaumont and Banning'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-820539375813080544</id><published>2009-04-06T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T15:56:51.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='riverside'/><title type='text'>Jury Duty</title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="217" alt="Riverside Courthouse / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-03-19-riverside-courthouse-01.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never served on a jury before. It's not exactly something I wanted to do, but it's definitely a civic duty and I believe in our judicial system, and since Riverside County seems to summon citizens exactly once a year without fail, it was really only a matter of time before I was selected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I enjoyed the trial itself - it was a quick one, only a few days - and the process was fascinating. But once the trial was over, and jury deliberations started, that's when it got ugly. I was sort of stunned by how easily some of my fellow jurors threw the judge's instructions out the window - and how some were more interested in following their gut reactions, rather than just rely on the evidence. To say it was an eye-opening experience is to put it mildly. I still believe in our system, but I'm even more grateful that it's 12 jurors, and not 6 or 8! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="286" alt="Riverside Courthouse / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-03-19-riverside-courthouse-02.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took these images on the first day, with my iPhone at lunch. The courthouse was built in 1904, and was modeled after the Grand and Petit Palais in Paris - so it's absolutely beautiful! And it has orange trees growing in front, reminiscent of Riverside's heydey - and they were in full bloom. Orange blossoms may be my all-time favorite scent - just pure heaven. And the area around the courthouse is equally as beautiful - it's right in the middle of downtown, just blocks from where I used to live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="216" alt="Riverside Courthouse / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-03-19-riverside-courthouse-03.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall the experience was stressful and not fun, but I'm glad I was able to do it. It felt good to see the system working, and it felt good to be a part of it. But if that was my one and only time behind those closed juror doors, that would be fine with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the newspaper headline in the image above is NOT from the trial I was on. That was the headline on the local paper the first day I served, and it just jumped out at me, so I shot the image in front of the courthouse. I am extremely thankful I wasn't a part of a trial with an ending like that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-820539375813080544?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/820539375813080544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=820539375813080544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/820539375813080544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/820539375813080544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/04/jury-duty.html' title='Jury Duty'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-7616632831335229654</id><published>2009-04-06T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T05:17:58.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idyllwild'/><title type='text'>Bay Tree Spring</title><content type='html'>I grew up in San Diego County, and although I've been coming to Idyllwild since I was a kid, I had never taken the road from Idyllwild to Banning. I'd gone from Idyllwild to Palm Springs, and from Idyllwild to Hemet, but I'd never taken that third route off the hill, through Banning, until last year. But since I found it, I love it, since it's the most direct route to get to both Riverside and Los Angeles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on that route, just off the side of the road in a certain spot, there were always a couple of cars stopped. I could see some old rock work as I passed by - it looked sort of like a manmade wading pool or fountain, but I really didn't know what it was. Then I heard someone talking about the natural spring on Highway 243 and it all made sense. Riverside county was known for it's springs at one time - think about all the places named after springs - Palm Springs, Desert Hot Springs, Gilman Hot Springs, Murrieta Hot Springs, etc. In fact, the hot springs were a big tourist attraction long ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="550" alt="Bay Tree Spring / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-04-05-bay-tree-spring-8287.jpg" width="390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/images/0.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img height="550" alt="Bay Tree Spring / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-04-05-bay-tree-spring-8290.jpg" width="390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never actually seen a spring before, and I kept intending to stop sometime, but I hadn't actually gotten around to it yet, and then yellow tape went up all around it. Then I read that because of all the snow we got this year, the spring had high levels of bacteria. Evidently as the snow pack melts, it carries contamination from animal waste, and that causes the bacteria level to be too high for safe human consumption. Okay, that makes sense. So yellow caution tape should keep people out - right? Well apparently not. A few people are evidently still drinking the water. I understand - spring water is usually pure, and definitely healthier than water that has been chlorinated - but in this case, those healthy natural minerals are offset by bacteria. Yuck! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="550" alt="Bay Tree Spring / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-04-05-bay-tree-spring-8305.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately, because a few people are drinking the water, despite the signs and warning tape, now the U.S. Forest Service is considering capping off the spring for good. We're talking about a spring that has been there for decades - the stonework was built in the 1930s by the Civilian Conservation Corps - and it's safe to drink from the majority of the year, but because it's potentially unsafe for part of the year, especially after a lot of rain or snow, we may lose it forever? That just makes my head spin. Especially since there have been no reports ever of anyone getting sick from this particular spring. It's true that the human body can handle some bacteria, and while the Forest Service may have determined that the contamination is too high, there are people drinking from it, and suffering no ill affects. I personally would not drink from it now - but if a few people want to ignore warning signs in three different languages and caution tape, and they aren't getting sick, is that really a reason to permanently cap it off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="550" alt="Bay Tree Spring / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-04-05-bay-tree-spring-8283.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a sign at the spring, asking for the public to comment on the matter - nothing is decided yet about the future of Bay Tree Spring - the proposal to close it is just that, a proposal. If you would like to keep it open you can contact Heidi Hoggan, San Jacinto Ranger District, P.O. Box 518, Idyllwild, CA 92549 or email her at hhoggan@fs.fed.us by April 20, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why keep it open? Well for me, it's a part of our history. And it's unusual, and different, and fun. It would be sad to lose something that special. For others, it's the healing properties of the water - when it's safe to drink from, the water is oxygen rich and full of minerals. And for others, it's just the best tasting water in Southern California. I've actually heard that from several people, and I do believe it because all the water in Idyllwild is great. Maybe someday I'll get to try the water from Bay Tree Spring? I hope so!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-7616632831335229654?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/7616632831335229654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=7616632831335229654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/7616632831335229654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/7616632831335229654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/04/bay-tree-spring.html' title='Bay Tree Spring'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-1942313834139820261</id><published>2009-04-04T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T17:12:58.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Oak Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="190" alt="Oak Tree / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-04-04-oak-tree-5855.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little slice of heaven, on a beautiful spring day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-1942313834139820261?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/1942313834139820261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=1942313834139820261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/1942313834139820261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/1942313834139820261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/04/in-oak-tree.html' title='In the Oak Tree'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-8150850739181540640</id><published>2009-03-13T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T03:48:01.667-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Naturally Thin</title><content type='html'>In December of 2007 I gave up Diet Coke - not completely, I still have one occasionally, socially. But I gave it up as a daily drink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blogged about it in &lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2007/12/looking-back-and-looking-ahead-to-new.html"&gt;December&lt;/a&gt;, then on &lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2008/01/happy-new-year.html"&gt;New Years Day&lt;/a&gt;, and then again later in &lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2008/01/my-diet-coke-addiction-is-no-more.html"&gt;January&lt;/a&gt; when I had finally kicked the habit. In other words, it was a big deal to me. Twenty years of loving it and drinking it daily and being addicted to it - not an easy thing to break free from!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to give it up because I knew it was bad for me, and I knew it was an appetite stimulant, and I knew it was the next step I needed to take, if I wanted to get healthier, thinner, and more beautiful - but I never guessed such a simple act would have such a big impact. It's not like I hadn't given up Diet Coke before - I had - sometimes for months at a time - but I always went back. Maybe I never stuck with it long enough to really notice the changes that occurred when I wasn't drinking it daily? You'd think that a couple of months would be enough time to notice some changes - but those changes never seemed like they were all that big - and the siren song of that cool silver can was so strong that I always gave in, eventually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what was different this time? I guess I just decided that even though the improvements might be slight, they were still improvements, so I was going to stick with it - for good. But surprisingly the changes this time were not quite as slight as I thought - and overall, they added up to something pretty impressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I knew that Diet Coke is an appetite stimulant, but I never went without it long enough to see what happened to my eating habits when that stimulant was removed. After a month or so I started to notice that I wanted less - the portions on my plate for each meal shrunk - without any conscious thought on my part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes I knew that eating, or in this case drinking, one extreme food, causes your body to crave other extreme foods - in this case junk food. But I never left Diet Coke alone long enough to really feel the cravings for junky foods lessen, so it was a real surprise to me to find that I was eating less fast food and less junk food, without any concentrated effort on my part - but that's exactly what happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes I knew that caffeine can interrupt your sleep patterns, and that lack of sleep is one of the leading causes of weight gain, but I really didn't think it would have that big of an impact on my body. I mean, I slept fine - right? But once I gave up Diet Coke, my sleep patterns did change, and I did find I was sleeping longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fewer bad chemicals were going into my body, my appetite was less overall, healthier food started to replace the junk, I was sleeping better and longer - those are major changes when you add them up - and they all stemmed from giving up Diet Coke. I did nothing else. Just gave up my daily Diet Coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of last year, on my one-year anniversary of giving up Diet Coke, I had lost 25% of the weight I would like to lose - and with very little conscious effort on my part. It was as simple as give up Diet Coke and then watch my body change. Totally easy! I've now lost almost 33% of the weight I would like to lose - so I'm almost a third of the way to my ideal weight, and that feels great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why did it take me sooooo long to discover this? I've weighed more than I've wanted to for years, and I've felt like dieting was nearly impossible, and that I was lacking in will power. And the only real problem was a little drug I put in my body daily that messed up my whole system? A little drug called Diet Coke? That sounds impossible and improbable and there must be more to it - right? But there isn't. The only real change I made was giving up Diet Coke, everything else stemmed from that one little decision and occurred naturally without much effort from me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also know that the rate of loss may slow down, and that's fine - truly! I feel confident now that when it does start to slow, I will be able to look at my portion sizes and scale down a little. Adjust! That confidence comes from over a year of seeing progress - slow progress - but still progress, and rethinking how much is the right amount to eat. It sounds overly simple, and why couldn't I do it before, if that's all there is to it? But I have to say, the edge that Diet Coke gave me, as wonderful as it felt at the time, also make me want to overeat and clearly I wasn't able to win that battle. It wasn't a fierce battle - I never fought that hard. Diet Coke for me, caused a perception that I needed slightly more food that I really did - and even just a tiny bit extra over time can add up to lots of extra pounds. I've read about people who binge or who eat massive amounts of food - that was never me. I never ate to squash down my feelings either. I just let that Diet Coke edge cause me to consume slightly too many calories every single day, for years on end. So yeah, now that I've removed that edge, I do feel confident that my body is on it's way to reverting back to it's natural pre-Diet Coke state. And what is that state? I'm hoping naturally thin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do believe that our bodies want to be healthy and balanced, and that if we treat our bodies right, and give them what they need they will balance out on their own naturally. It's not natural to be overweight - it's an imbalance - but for years I didn't know why I was so imbalanced - and now I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the rate I'm going it could take me years to get down to a naturally healthy weight - but that's fine, I'm in no hurry. I have absolutely no desire to diet - in fact I plan to never diet again - and that feels so good to say! I do plan to continue to make adjustments in my eating habits - I expect my portion sizes to continue to evolve as my body gets thinner. But I don't want to be the girl who won't eat cake because she's on a diet - I want to be the girl who is happy with a few bits of cake, and loves it, and never feels deprived. In other words I want to be normal, and thin, naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will never cut out a food entirely - not even Diet Coke! There will always be a place for it in my life - in moderation - like maybe once a month? That seems to be working for me now - and I like the way things are going at this point!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-8150850739181540640?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/8150850739181540640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=8150850739181540640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/8150850739181540640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/8150850739181540640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/03/naturally-thin.html' title='Naturally Thin'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-2623834215568516685</id><published>2009-03-13T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:33:21.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for fun...</title><content type='html'>This is fun! Ashton Kutcher posted some video of a &lt;a href="http://rocketrend.wordpress.com/2008/11/14/louis-vuitton-x-mert-marcus-2/"&gt;Mert &amp; Marcus&lt;/a&gt; photo shoot with Demi Moore. It's interesting to see amateur video of a shoot like this - and because Ashton is who he is, he's able to get right in there - he's not trying to stay out of the way, and be a fly on the wall, and not affect the work - he's right in the thick of things, talking to the participants and having a great time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://qik.com/video/1160788"&gt;http://qik.com/video/1160788&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About halfway through it, I recognized Taylor Jacobson, one of Rachel Zoe's assistants, and then I realized Rachel herself was also hovering on the sidelines. And yes, I admit it, I watched &lt;i&gt;The Rachel Zoe Project&lt;/i&gt; on Bravo. Fun show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what you can see on the monitor, it looks like the results were stunning - and it's always fun to see behind the scenes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-2623834215568516685?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/2623834215568516685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=2623834215568516685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/2623834215568516685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/2623834215568516685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/03/just-for-fun.html' title='Just for fun...'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-367901111370313915</id><published>2009-03-11T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T15:35:31.602-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musicians'/><title type='text'>Michigan Avenue Magazine</title><content type='html'>&lt;img align="right" height="487" alt="Marty Casey / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2008-10-24-marty-6562.jpg" width="410" border="0" /&gt;From Marla Zegart of &lt;a href="http://silverelementscollection.com"&gt;silverelementscollection.com&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Marty Casey’s Silver Elements Trees dogtag necklace is featured in this month’s Michigan Avenue Magazine. The monthly magazine is an upscale publication that “celebrates the best of Chicago and its surrounding region, from people, events, and celebrity dish to fashion, fine dining, and shopping.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see a scan of the magazine, with a couple of my images, here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.silverelementscollection.com/michiganavenue.pdf"&gt;http://www.silverelementscollection.com/michiganavenue.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-367901111370313915?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/367901111370313915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=367901111370313915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/367901111370313915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/367901111370313915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/03/michigan-avenue-magazine.html' title='Michigan Avenue Magazine'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-4328695511018539407</id><published>2009-03-09T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T01:36:33.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abstracted'/><title type='text'>Biggest Dreams and Worst Nightmares</title><content type='html'>I think it's interesting how often love and fear collide. And I guess it makes sense, since if nothing is at stake, then what would there be to fear? And truly, what is the absence of love? It's fear. And if love and fear are connected, then obviously so are our biggest dreams and worst nightmares. Unfortunately dreams and nightmares go hand in hand, far too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger my biggest dream was to be on the silver screen - in a movie. I also wanted to do TV, but movies were the pinnacle for me - the biggest dream I had! But then I discovered photography, and my passions turned toward art, and my dreams evolved - and it happened long before I even got close to seeing myself on a movie screen. I got on TV in a couple of VERY minor ways - once as an extra in a crowd scene in 1989 on &lt;i&gt;Simon and Simon&lt;/i&gt;, a cop show on CBS set in San Diego. And then in 1992 I was on the local San Diego NBC News on election day - dressed in royal blue, making phone calls for my candidate of choice, I got the full treatment with the microphone cord under my shirt, and I was instructed when to start and what to do - it was more "making" news than anything else, but I thought it was great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I never made it to the big screen, until this year. It started with an interview for a local cable program called &lt;i&gt;Life in California&lt;/i&gt;. I had shot a photo documentary of the Fallbrook Film Festival, and this TV show was doing a segment on the festival, and somehow it ended up that they wanted to interview me. Cool! So I show up for the interview dressed in my most flattering best, with my hair as fabulous as is possible, and I tried hard to forget how I looked, and focus on what I had to say. I mean who cares what I look like? It's my images that count - right? Not my looks. But for anyone who has ever been an actress, that's hard. It's hard for anyone, but for an actress, even harder. And just because I'm now an ex-actress, doesn't mean that the old fears don't still exist. And when I saw where they wanted to do the interview, I cringed inside, but didn't let it show. What could I do? They planned to have the camera placed below me and the interviewer, pointing up, which is the best way to make me look fatter. Oh, and I was to be in profile, which is the second best way to make me look fatter. And to top it off, we were to be seated - which is of course, the third quickest way to make me look fatter. It was my nightmare scenario. Truly! But I had two things going for me. One, deep inside of me, the actress part of me who had the big dreams still exists, and two, I have great passion for the subject matter - my art - so I just plunged right in and did it. And it was fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interview ended up lasting close to thirty minutes - it was really in-depth, and it's fun to talk about art, especially your own art. I did panic a little the next day, and called the producer to make sure I'd done okay - that I wasn't too gushy, or too dorky, or too over-the-top enthusiastic. He told me I'd been "great" but that didn't reassure me much, since I'm sure they tell every trainwreck/hot mess/loser who appears on every reality show just how "great" they were - good TV doesn't always mean yes, you came across as classy, talented and hot. Sometimes it means you were a total mess, but hey, it was entertaining! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even with all the worry about how I looked and how I sounded and how I came across, I was still actually looking forward to seeing it on TV someday. On TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I found out they were going to have a premiere of that particular episode at the local movie theater. And that's when the fear really stuck me down. Appearing on a little TV screen was one thing, on the big silver screen was just another thing all together. The idea of me, looking ugly and fat, on a HUGE screen? It terrified me. At that point I didn't even care what I said. I could have been spouting off pure nonsense and I would not have cared. All I could focus on was ugly, fat, and thirty feet high on a movie screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came so close to not going. I wouldn't let my family go, and none of them could understand why? Who could understand? But it was my worst nightmare - I just knew it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.... somewhere deep inside, I was still aware that it was also one of my biggest dreams about to come true. And if I missed it, I might be missing the only time I would ever see myself on a movie screen. Did I really want to miss that? Yeah, it might be awful, but still, it was a dream come true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the big day I went with my mother, who would not be dissuaded, and the theater was much bigger and much fuller than I would have liked. We took seats near the front - I figured that if this was IT for me, the big dream come true, then I wanted to be really close and get the full experience. Even if it killed me! But surprisingly it didn't kill me. They showed lots of my images from the Film Festival, I sounded fairly smart and what I said made sense, and while I did look fat, it was okay. I started to breathe again, and to actually enjoy it. The segment on me went on much longer than I expected, and my mom kept squeezing my arm, she was so happy. Experiencing that with my mother was very very cool, and it made me sad that I'd denied the rest of my family. What was I thinking? It was a fun and cool thing, and they only wanted to share that with me. I kept the little ticket stub from that day as a memento, and I came away feeling really glad that I'd made myself go, and made myself face that huge horrible nightmare, because honestly it wasn't so bad, and seeing myself on a movie screen, talking about art? That really was a dream come true! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom called me last night - she'd been flipping through the channels on TV and came across the episode with my interview, except that it was different than the version we'd seen in the movie theater. This version featured some of my images of rock stars and musicians and models, instead of just images from the film festival. And she said they showed different parts of the interview, and matched what I said up to particular images. We saw the premiere back in October, so I'm surprised her memory of it was that detailed - for me it went by in a big blur of stress and love and fear and happiness - I don't remember the specifics of what I said! But she's my mom, and she did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's blows me away to think about how close I came to giving up something that had been one of my biggest dreams, just because it collided with what could be my worst nightmare. And I certainly haven't kicked that particular nightmare - I'm still fearful of looking ugly and fat and all the rest. I fear that on a daily basis! But I don't want that fear, or any other fear to stand in between me and my dreams - even an old dream that I'd nearly forgotten. It may have been an old dream, but seeing it come true was pretty sweet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-4328695511018539407?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/4328695511018539407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=4328695511018539407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/4328695511018539407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/4328695511018539407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/03/biggest-dreams-and-worst-nightmares.html' title='Biggest Dreams and Worst Nightmares'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-39275804593241198</id><published>2009-03-09T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T05:19:17.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='los angeles'/><title type='text'>From Los Angeles, Last Week</title><content type='html'>Last week I spent a couple of days in Los Angeles - I saw some friends, went to a concert, and shot a really fun session - more on that later! But I also got to spend some time at a few of my favorite places, and made a few images along the way, which I'll share now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="600" alt="The Wiltern Theater / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-03-03-the-wiltern-4037.jpg" width="390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img height="1" alt="" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/images/0.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img height="600" alt="The Wiltern Theater / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-03-03-the-wiltern-4031.jpg" width="390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some architectural details from one of my favorite art deco buildings, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Wiltern"&gt;The Wiltern&lt;/a&gt; in Los Angeles. Usually when you think of the Wiltern, which houses the Wiltern Theater, you think of the green tile exterior, but I focused more on the ticket booth area, including the fabulous ceiling and the stamped silver wall. The whole building is just fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="550" alt="View from Griffith Observatory / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-03-03-los-angeles-4065.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from the &lt;a href="http://www.griffithobs.org"&gt;Griffith Observatory&lt;/a&gt;, at sunset on a very cloudy afternoon in early March. A few big raindrops fell that day, and then the next day was clear and sunny and beautiful - the real rain didn't come until the day after I left the city.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-39275804593241198?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/39275804593241198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=39275804593241198' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/39275804593241198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/39275804593241198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/03/from-los-angeles-last-week.html' title='From Los Angeles, Last Week'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-4341259844753037685</id><published>2009-03-08T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T18:21:20.353-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abstracted'/><title type='text'>Ambition Exactly Proportional to Your Powers</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Every man has his own vocation. The talent is the call. There is one direction in which all space is open to him. He has faculties silently inviting him thither to endless exertion. He is like a ship in a river; he runs against obstructions on every side but one; on that side all obstruction is taken away, and he sweeps serenely over God’s depths into an infinite sea. This talent and this call depend on his organization, or the mode in which a general soul incarnates in him. He inclines to do something which is easy to him, and good when it is done, but which no other man can do. He has no rival. For the more truly he consults his own powers, the more difference will his work exhibit from the work of any other. When he is true and faithful, his ambition is exactly proportional to his powers. By doing his work he makes the need felt which he can supply." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;- Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-4341259844753037685?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/4341259844753037685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=4341259844753037685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/4341259844753037685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/4341259844753037685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/03/ambition-exactly-proportional-to-your.html' title='Ambition Exactly Proportional to Your Powers'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-7286171959641891283</id><published>2009-03-01T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T16:34:54.405-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abstracted'/><title type='text'>Change and Growth</title><content type='html'>My horoscope for today, according to &lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/astrology/aries/daily-extended/"&gt;Yahoo&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;One of your friends keeps going on and on about how they are changing and growing, but you've yet to see any real evidence of this transformation. Before you call them on their baloney or tell them that they are fooling themselves, think about what they really need right now -- your support, not your criticism. So be patient and understand that sometimes real change takes real time -- it doesn't always happen dramatically. Encourage them to keep going, and they'll be able to.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now first let me say that I would never in a million years tell a friend that I didn't see any real evidence that they were changing and growing! How can we ever know what is going on inside another person, no matter how close we are? I would just never never never do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But reading that paragraph did make me think about visible change versus the tumultuous kind of change that happens inside and can drive you nuts, but may not show on the outside until way after it's completed and done, and you've moved on to new growth. Sometimes we know we're in a period of serious growth, and it can be delightful or difficult, but we know we're changing big time. But do others see it in us? Not always. You don't always get credit for all the growing you're doing. Then other times you do something minor like cut your hair, or start wearing more of one particular color, or anything else that really didn't require much thought on your part, and suddenly everyone around you starts to comment on all the changes you're making, and how much you're growing - and you want to say "Really?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I embrace change with one arm, and push it away with the other. I love change that I choose, and hate change that is forced upon me. And I almost always feel like exciting things are on the horizon, and like I'm chasing after change and growth as fast as I can go. I hate feeling stuck! And right now, I have to admit I do feel a little stuck. It's hard not to feel stuck in this economy. But I know the cure for feeing stuck - it's embracing change with both arms - and I can do that. It may not always be visible from the outside, but that's okay. No one I know would dare tell me they didn't see any real evidence of change or growth. My friends are much too polite for that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-7286171959641891283?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/7286171959641891283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=7286171959641891283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/7286171959641891283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/7286171959641891283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/03/change-and-growth.html' title='Change and Growth'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485248.post-718211665362041753</id><published>2009-03-01T13:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T13:51:53.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idyllwild'/><title type='text'>By the side of the road...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="550" alt="Dead bush, by the side of the road in Idyllwild  / Photo: Cheryl Spelts" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/2009-02-26-bush-3986.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over by the dump, on the side of the road, there is some brush that looks dead. Maybe it's the time of year? Maybe it will come back when we get further into Spring? Maybe it won't? But either way, it's seriously beautiful when looked at through a camera lens!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Cheryl Spelts | Photo Blog" src="http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/images/cs-feed-footer.gif" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8485248-718211665362041753?l=www.cherylspelts.com%2Fblog%2Findex.htm'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/718211665362041753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8485248&amp;postID=718211665362041753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/718211665362041753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8485248/posts/default/718211665362041753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cherylspelts.com/blog/2009/03/by-side-of-road.html' title='By the side of the road...'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06084635392091822511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07676050885916786310'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>