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It’s that time of the Week again -Foto Friday!
This is a red tailed hawk up close. He’s fond of the soccer field where the kid plays. Their mascot is the hawks. It was cropped from this one below where this beautiful creature came off the limb and started flying. Can I just mention how much I am enjoying this new camera? There are adventures, both great and small, that are showing up before my very eyes hours after being snapped in digital. Buteo jamaicensis – There is no doubt about it.
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Foto Friday – New Weekly Post
I’ve done something clever… I’ve done something just for me. It’s all about creating the mood. Inspiration strikes when you least expect it. There are things you can do with a point and shoot camera but not like this. I think this journey is going to be long term and intense. It has been so far! I’m learning all about the bells and whistles as well as the mechanics of light, lens, shutter speed and aperture. I can’t wait to share a few of these. Snooze if you must, but take a gander. There are going to be some flora and fauna featured. Some already identified and some not so.…
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Let’s Hear it for the Girls!
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Garden visits
Looking awful rufus sided to me, this female is scratchin’ for a lunch while her date waits in the wings.
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Dark Matter
Here are a few quotes from articles circulating on the World Wide Web. “Dark Matter is … invisible stuff that makes up the majority of the universe.” {I don’t believe that for one minute. It isn’t the majority. It’s a little too broad a bucket, duh, it’s the universe! It’ll be proven, I predict.} “It is the Standard Model of Particles that explains dark matter.” “Its presence is [detected or] inferred based on its gravitational pull.” “Standard model is only part of a wider framework to explain the universe.” “Its some kind of material that has mass but doesn’t interact with light.” There is DARK matter but also… There is…
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The Green Princess
It was an interesting time. I loved the soup! It was Pho, vietnamese but with a french twist. Very fresh vegetables and the atmosphere did have a decidedly European way of it. It might have been the lighting, bright and airy for January or it might have been the mirrors that added to it all. Regardless, upon walking into a crowded dining room, we were seated where a toddler could sit with her mom. This is an important point of the experience, I soon find out. It’s been nine or so years since I’ve had to worry about a wiggly little one during lunch. Because of the mirrors, even if…
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Death By Catfish
Pathology report on a death, Something is not right. Pain where there was none yesterday. Hurry catch those! Hundreds swim at the bottom in clusters, where they are going matters little, I’m hungry! Round them up junior, I’ll help you, never mind untraditional kind, you take the port, I have starboard. A fete of a feast on tender meat, but watch for these spines discovered, They must be positioned just so, watch me junior, one gulp. Now it’s your turn, Eat to your heart’s content. Slow over time, a uncomfortable feeling It nags in night’s resting time, abates with first dawn. Next day is the same, And the next and…
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Signs and Symptoms
Symptoms, clues, spots, A look that disappears within seconds. A slight change of color, The lingering of hesitation, The quickness just a little more sudden, The blind look just a little listless, Bumps that rise and resurface with stress, Clouds that reveal themselves thin and smoky at first, The sight of respiration in the form of condensation, The sniff and drip, sleeve damp Cheeks no longer pinkish but flush with deeper color Heat that radiates from within in the suggestion of fever. Fear surfaces. Red flags, stop signs, traffic lights Heed or ignore? Indicators that show themselves in ribbons and bows Otherwise in a tangled mess. Another form of camouflage…
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Grateful
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Christmas Wishes
I lost a week! It’s closer to Christmas than I thought. The newspaper print of the play, A Christmas Carol in which I was a part, is now part of this Christmas via facebook posts and I can’t believe it. So many years ago in 4th grade, something done just outside of work (schoolwork), more like an extension of playing, would again, actually be a neat thing to be remembered on this Christmas where my daughter is roughly the same age. Time, it is moving fast and ever so slow at the same time. I think of those people I’m connected to on facebook that are from that era of…
