The surf’s been up this week in California, so far up that H.E. and I have been to the beach a few times trying to get some good shots of surfers doing their thing, and so far up that surfers have been advised not to do their thing. No beachside rescues are made in these kinds of conditions, so no sane surfer goes out. But the surf is impressive. The waves break hard and high, creating so much mist that…
I know a picture is worth a thousand words, but I honestly couldn’t translate this sunset into even a paragraph’s worth. Maybe it’s because I live here and I see them often, that even with the variations in the sky, the mist, the waves, the atmosphere, … all sunsets essentially look the same. What can I say a thousand times, really? Beautiful? Beautiful, I tell you! This sunset is beautiful! I saw the King Kong movie (I deem that the…
For obvious reasons, I don’t have photos of myself. But H.E. got himself a new camera before we left for Maryland, and he has a few of me, unsuspecting and busy taking photos with my own camera. One of his friends also took a photo of me; at the time, I was playing with a ferret, and the ferret had climbed up to my shoulder and the top of my head, fascinated with my hair. The photo is of the…
Last night H.E. and I went carolling with Steph and friends. It’s a yearly tradition, and I love, love, love going because it’s the only time I ever get to sing any more since I was a soprano in Concert Choir and Vocal Ensemble, back in my college days. This year we actually got to sing “Carol of the Bells” several times. It’s one of those really ambitious pieces that require a bit of courage and know how, and considering…
He looked so lonely and the field so vast, The crow too far for a quick repast. I took the shot with my trusty zoom And never once felt a bit of doom. (Burma Shave) Share this post: