There are no story photo challenges today. This is a celebratory and thank you post.
Most of you know I was participating in a photo contest regarding cats. This weekend I learned that two of the photos were accepted for exhibit. YEAH!!! The header picture and this one were selected to be put in the exhibit and judged.
I want to thank all of the following people for participating as my photography “judges.” You did a wonderful job. I really could not have done this without you!
Alien Ghost (Raul), Alien Ghost
Belinda, the halfway point
Ellis, desk 49
Ginny, Special Moments In Time
Hilary, Positive Letters
Jannie, Jannie Funster
Jean Sampson – While Jean doesn’t have a link, she visits regularly, always offering very thoughtful comments. I happen to know she’s both an artist and a poet. Perhaps, we’ll get her to share some of her art and poetry one day:~)
Jemina S, Eezy Blogging
Kelvin, Puppet Kaos
Linda, From Roses to Rainbows
Lori, Jane Be Nimble
Lynn, Good things happened
Marinela Reka, Short Poems – Marinela Reka
Stacey, Stacey’s Mothering Moments
TE, The Exception
J.C. — Jim the Chef, more commonly known as Jim, but called J.C. due to too many Jims in one family:~)
For those of you who don’t know him, Jim is my life partner. He deserves a very BIG, BIG thank you for putting up with me as I took on this photography challenge. He encouraged me, each and every step, to keep going, even though I wanted to stop many times.
Whereas you, my readers, looked at 11 photos, J.C. looked at close to a hundred photos and did so with patience. He might have groaned a bit, but never complained when he heard me say, “I just took some more pictures of Aggie. Come see which ones you like.”
He has been a wonderful gift in my life. I am one lucky woman.
Agatha, a. k. a. Aggie or sometimes “crazy Aggie!”
How could I NOT thank the star of the show? Aggie has been a patient little cat, willing to put up with a camera being constantly in her face. She is a shelter cat. I had looked at pictures and picked a cat before arriving. However, this cat didn’t exactly take to me and bit my hand – not a good beginning!
As I was cleaning my hand, I looked up and in a cage, with two other cats, was this little tabby cat, rubbing against the bars and staring directly at me. At that moment, I realized I wasn’t picking a cat; the cat was picking me. I’ve not regretted my choice and hopefully, she’s not regretted hers:~)