One of my goals for the next few months is to write more. Back in January I made an editorial calendar for this blog to help stay on track. It has been a struggle.
While looking up the names of the buildings in Google Maps, I found that the Streets photographer got the same reflections that I did. Well, let me identify the buildings then…
In 1991 when the boys were 5 and 3 years old, we went to the humane society to find a kitten. The place was overrun with kittens; there must have been at least 100. All of the kittens ran away from the two small humans (cats being generally smart), except for three tabby siblings.
This is from September of 2007, a series of 9 photos stitched into a panorama. We are standing at the lookout point (about 1,000 feet above Phoenix) at South Mountain looking North towards the Valley of the Sun.
After getting stuck in rush hour traffic, getting lost just west of Corona (looking for a restroom in an industrial area, oops!), and checking into our hotel in Irvine, we went to Laguna Beach for a long walk and some seafood.
We were waiting for the full moon to rise while storm clouds rolled in from the east. We knew we wouldn’t catch the moon rising over the Union Hills, but we had fun watching the storm clouds catch the light of the setting sun.
I took this picture as we were waiting for the sun to set and the full moon to rise on August 13th. We had slight hopes that we wouldn’t have to wait for the moon to rise above the incoming storm clouds, but the clouds kept coming in well past moonrise.
Subtitled Fun in the Pit. Melted, squashed, lint-covered Kolstein double bass rosin from Waldir’s pocket. In the background is typical opera bass music.
