Photos for Sale on Etsy

I haven’t blogged much recently due, in part, to a few new things I’ve been working on. I am excited to announce that one of my new ventures is selling my photography on Etsy! I now have a store PhotosByMeaganNicole, where my photos are available for digital download, which means you don’t have to wait days for shipping. Below are a few photos I have for sale, but I will be adding more, so be sure to check back often. My photos will include places like New York City, Disney, and other places I travel, as well as photos of things such as animals. If you have any requests for a photo, please feel free to let me know and I can see what I can do!

Another venture of mine has been my poetry. I’ve been writing poetry for a few months now, and I love it! I have participated in many Poetry Challenges on Instagram. You can see more of my photos and all of my poetry on my Instagram @writer.meagan.nicole. I’ve recently started considering selling some of my poetry as digital downloads on Etsy for people to frame or use in scrapbooking or cards. If that’s something you would be interested in, please let me know! You can see one of my many poems below.

Peace Poem - Poetry - Meagan Burgess

Be sure to check out my Etsy Store and Instagram account! Thank you so much for reading!

Writing Prompt: City in the Rain

I’m starting a new series of posts called Writing Prompts. I will post a photo I’ve taken, and I’ll write something inspired by the picture. Feel free to join in and write whatever comes to mind when you see the picture. You can write fiction or non-fiction, poetry or prose. Comment in the post with a link to your writing so I can check it out!

Here’s the first picture, taken with my iPhone.

The streets are empty, which is rare in this city. The threat of rain sent everyone running inside the closest building, but I kept walking. The rain came, poured actually, but I didn’t stop. Rain drops fell down my face and drenched my clothes, but I didn’t run.

The rain was gone now, leaving behind wet roads and deserted sidewalks. The only sound I hear is my feet sloshing through the puddles. My feet are numb from the cold, but somehow I trudge on. I must keep going.

I thanked the dark clouds for sending the cover of night early. Shades of orange, red, and green lights reflect off the wet pavement. I avoid them, moving through the shadows. I pray no one sees me.

Especially her.

A gust of chill wind blew from an alley. Goose bumps ran up my arms. A metallic noise rang out from the dark side road and something ran from its hiding place. I quickened my pace, not waiting to discover what types of creatures lived there.

I see a young couple a block away step cautiously out of a hat store. They wrap their arms around each other in an embrace before starting down the street towards me. I pull the hood of my jacket tighter around my face. She knows everyone in this city, which is why I have to get away.

The couple passed, so focused on each other they didn’t notice me. The girl laughed at something he said. They seemed happy, despite where they were. I stopped. Maybe I should warn them. Maybe they didn’t know she had them trapped. The couple turned down a main street, and I could no longer hear their laughter. It was too late. If she hadn’t poisoned them, she would soon.

Thanks for reading! Again, comment below with a link to your blog if you decide to write using this prompt, and be sure to check back for more writing prompts.

A Painting from my Grandmother

Incorporating photography into your painting and adding pictures in art workMy grandmother painted this for me, and I thought it was so neat that I wanted to share it. My grandmother is a great artist, and I’ve always enjoyed seeing her artwork. This one that she made for me is special though. That butterfly on the lower right-hand side is actually a pin that belonged to my great-grandmother. The other butterflies are actually photographs that I took. My grandmother cut them out and incorporated them into her painting. How awesome is that? It is a beautiful piece of artwork. Thank you, Grandma.

You can see my butterfly pictures and my other photographs on my photography blog, A Moment to Capture.

Photography Blog

I’m excited to announce that I now have a photography blog: A Moment to Capture.

I love photography! I enjoy taking pictures of all kinds of things. Animals and nature are my favorite subjects. I also photograph random objects and architecture. It’s fun being creative and creating an amazing picture out of something that most people wouldn’t think to photograph. And of course, going on photo shoots with family and friends is always a ton of fun. I love dressing my sister up in cute outfits and taking her outside so I can take pictures of her.

All that to say, I will be posting all kinds of pictures on my photography blog, and I’ll be posting often. So, check it out!

Hoover Dam

Last weekend, my dad and I went to Nevada. While there, we went to the Hoover Dam. Neither of us had been there before, so I was really excited! I didn’t really know what to expect. Seeing a picture of something never has the same effect as seeing it in person.

It was amazing! It was huge! We got to walk around the top of it, which was really awesome. It looks big in pictures, but nothing beats standing at the top of the dam and looking all the way down to the bottom. Plus, there was also a gigantic bridge that I thought was beautiful, and there were lots of cables and metal work that are all a part of the dam.

I saw this sign on the Hoover Dam and thought it was cool. I didn’t know that the dam was named after one of our presidents. Then I started doing some research, and I learned many more interesting things about the dam.

Apparently, it wasn’t always named “Hoover Dam”. It was originally called Boulder Dam, because it was going to be built in Boulder Canyon about 10 miles north of where it is now in Black Canyon. After an engineering reassessment, the location was moved to where it is today. In 1930, the Herbert Hoover administration changed the name to Hoover Dam. Under the Franklin Roosevelt administration, the name was changed back to Boulder Dam in 1933. Then, under Harry Truman, the name was once again changed back to Hoover Dam permanently.

Construction of the Hoover Dam began in 1931 and was complete in 1936. It took 200 engineers and 7,000 dam workers to build it, and they finished almost 2 years ahead of schedule!

The dam is a giant wall made of 3,250,000 cubic yards of concrete, which doesn’t include another million for the support structures, intake towers, and the power plant. Two batch plants were built on the site to make all the concrete that was needed. They used railcars and overhead cable systems to transport the concrete to different places throughout the dam.

(From the very top of the Hoover Dam looking all the way down)

The Hoover Dam was crazy high. 726 feet tall to be exact, and 1,244 feet long. The dam is actually 660 feet thick at the base, which is 60 feet longer than 2 football fields put end to end. You’d never know that just from looking at it! It’s amazing to learn about all these things you never see but that make up the Hoover Dam.

(View of Lake Mead from the top of the Hoover Dam)

Lake Mead is a by-product of the Hoover Dam.  Through the dam, the lake offers water and hydroelectric power to the people of Nevada and Arizona. With 550 miles of shoreline, 247 square miles of area, and 1 1/4 trillion cubic feet of water, Lake Mead attracts 10 million visitors a year. You can take boat and helicopter tours to explore the beautiful lake, or take in the view from the dam.

(The memorial built in honor of the people who died while building the Hoover Dam)

If it weren’t for the memorial, I doubt I would have ever thought about the possibility that people died while building the dam.

Work on the dam was very dangerous. “High Scalers” were people who would hang by a rope from the canyon walls in order to clear out rock and debris that was in the way of the construction. The heat alone was enough to kill. 25 people died during the first two months when the heat ranged from 116-130 degrees. Conditions were harsh during the Great Depression, and people struggle to find ways to protect themselves from the elements and feed their families. People gave their lives to try to provide for their families and build the dam that would provide water and electricity for millions of people. Knowing that about the people who lived and died while working on the dam gives me a greater appreciation for it.

(Dad and I in front of the Hoover Dam)

Seeing the Hoover Dam with my dad was an amazing experience and a whole lot of fun. But now that I know a little bit about the dam, its history, and the people who worked on it, I feel even more in awe of that large concrete structure. It truly is an amazing piece of work and an important part of our history.

I would absolutely recommend visiting the Hoover Dam. Just make sure you take your camera. You’ll be glad you did!