This has been a God-awful week, and we are definitely in need of quiet moments, which are often found outdoors in nature. This week, I visited a park by the Snohomish River just north of my town. It was a very pleasant afternoon, sunny and warm, and I arrived late in the day. Much to …
Continue reading Lens-Artists Photo Challenge #364: Quiet Moments
First off this week, I have to disagree with one of the quotes Tina used in her post (link at the bottom). The quote stated that all noise is "waste". In my opinion, it depends on how you define "noise". Is the soft plashing of a creek considered noise? Or is it a pleasant, relaxing …
Continue reading Lens-Artists Photo Challenge #323: Sounds of Silence
Magical has different meanings to different people. For me, the most magical thing I have experienced was the three weeks I spent in Cambridge, England, in the summer of 1991, on a UCLA summer program. I had read about it for years in ads in the New Yorker magazine, and I finally decided that I …
Here are some seriously mysterious photos. Some are almost eerie. This one was just meant for Halloween, wasn't it? Will a pirate ship materialize out of the fog? This really was scary. At the top of Logan Pass, on Going-to-the-sun Road in Glacier National Park, the construction left absolutely nothing between that rock wall and …
Continue reading Sunday Stills: Focus on the #Mysterious, if you can
One of our favorite day trips, here in Northwest Washington State is a ferry ride and drive to the Dungeness National Wildlife Refuge on the Olympic Peninsula. In the afternoon on Friday, we headed down to the Edmonds Ferry Dock, to take our ferry ride to Kingston on the Kitsap Peninsula for the first leg …
Aaahhhhh... Soft. Brings to mind something my hero used to call himself...just a lovable little fuzzball. Well, it just so happens that I am owned by a lovable little Fuzzball. Her name is Kikyo, and her fur is the softest. When she is in the same room, I just can't help but pick her up …
This morning when I went out the front door to walk across the street to our mailbox, I noticed that our neighborhood was shrouded in fog. We have a pear tree in the yard, and on my way back home I noticed that it was shrouded in spider webs, made more visible by the fog-deposited …
The week after Memorial Day, I took a solo trip to the Olympic Peninsula, to use up some vacation hours, and get away from the constant stress of work. I jumped in the trusty old RDX (old, from 2008), drove onto the Kingston Ferry (where the fare-taker asked if I was really a senior!), and …
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