52 weeks with Carolyn

A Theme Based Photo Blog


Week 4 #4 Aged/Aging

Old photographs have always been of interest to me.  I am fortunate to have a number of old family photos and several hang in my home.  The black and white photos taken in the late 1880’s have turned yellow with age and unfortunately when I received them many have faded from exposure to bright light.

One photo that I particularly enjoy is an “Aged” photo taken by Photographer  J.R. Tewksbury of the SAM ATLEE Steamboat owned by my ancestors S. & J.C Atlee.  Father John Cox is my 3rd great grandfather and son Samuel my 3rd grand uncle.  They owned one of three large lumber mills in my home town Fort Madison, Iowa which lies along the Mississippi River.   The river along with the railroad has provided many citizens with well paying jobs since Fort Madison became and official city in 1838.  My 3rd great grandfather along with brother Isaac opened the mill around 1850.  Brother Isaac retired and John took on another partner in 1853 eventually buying him out to bring his son Samuel into the business.  The business prospered through the turn of the century.

Today the photo rests loosely in its original frame with only two nails, one original and one a replacement, to hold it in place.  I am grateful to have this small piece of my ancestry to remind me of times gone by.




Week 3 #23 If Flowers Could Talk

“If Flowers Could Talk”, these spent roses could tell you they lived a full and glorious life sharing their beauty with my husband and me.  They arrived with 9 other stems along with babies breath and some greenery to be arranged in a crystal vase that belonged to my mother and before her my grandmother.   As they began to wither, their beauty was still admired until finally needing to be replaced by another dozen roses of similar color. Dying roses take on another dimension and by applying a few creative filters they provided me with an image I can still enjoy.



Week 2 #21 Hot and Steamy

Humidity in Florida this time of year is a given.  I dream of days gone by living in Iowa when we would have a cool front move through for a few days and I could throw open the windows to air out the house.  I don’t think I have had the windows and doors open to welcome cooler humid free days since February.  Moisture accumulates on the windows and doors almost every evening, it burns off during the day and returns again at night.  Easily entertained,  I decided to return to my childish ways and draw a heart on our “Hot and Steamy” windows.



Week 1 #37 Senior Hands

Today marks the first week of my next 52 Week Photo Challenge.  If you are interested in reading what themes lie ahead click on the Themes 2017-2018 found at the top of the page.

These “Senior Hands” belong to my friend Esther.  She is a soft spoken, modest but spunky 90+ years young woman who moved to Florida from Connecticut 3 years ago.  Esther and I have become friends by way of a Women’s Bible Study at my church and as a member of a Women’s Book Group I host once a month.  I will never forget the day a group of us were getting to know each other and when asked, Esther said “she really didn’t have that exciting of a life”.  None of us believed her and upon questioned her further, she finally said “Well, I was what you call a “Rosie the Riveter” during the war.  Really? Not an exciting life??   She went on to tell us that her husband served in WW2 and flew B-17 Bombers based out of England to Europe.  Esther felt the call along with approximately 19 million women to serve our country during the war by working in factories and shipyards. These women became known as the cultural iconic “Rosie the Riveters”.  Esther worked in a Chevrolet Car Plant in New Jersey, that was converted to produce Navy F6F-5 Hellcat Fighter Planes.  12,275 planes were produced and at peak production came off the assembly lines at one an hour.  After the war she completed studies at Colombia to become a Medical Coder in hospitals.  She raised 3 daughters, and has lovingly held 3 grandchildren and 8 great grandchildren with these amazing hands.