Always a fan of the earthiness of pottery, I wasn’t prepared to be blown away by glass. To whatever deep, soulful spaces pottery invites me, I found that blown glass invites me into the celestial. I was in Tacoma when I discovered the work of Dale Chihuly. Very quickly, I realized I must have been…
Category: travel
Six degrees and volcanic activity in Santa Fe, New Mexico
Seems like I’ve been gone from my blog for forever. Sometimes you need to step off, regroup. I can’t believe I’m about to say this, but sometimes, you just have nothing to say. Better to remain silent. I went back to work full-time in January, adopting a 7th grade class whose teacher resigned over the…
A Photo a Day: A drive through Yellowstone
We’ve been to Yellowstone a few times before, but it’s one of those places you just can’t get enough of. That it is like something out of a science fiction movie with steam vents and scraggly trees is second to the sheer beauty. We did see elk (everywhere) and a herd of buffalo in the…
A Photo a Day: Hanging around Bozeman, MT. (and oh, yeah . . . a bear)
When we’re in Bozeman, I love to shop Main Street and discover new restaurants. Yes, they’re big on bison and steaks — but there are wonderful “other” options if you’re game. If you haven’t been to FEED in Bozeman, it may be one of my favorite places. Fresh and delicious — with darling decor. I’m…
A Photo a Day: Snake River, Idaho
En route to Bozeman, Montana, we’ve just finished dinner in Pocatello, Idaho, which gave me a chance to take a look at the pictures I took today. Our morning started in Elko, NV, where cowboy boots decorated the steps of the courthouse. The road has been long, but relatively free of traffic, except for the…
Around So Cal: Newport Beach, Laguna Beach, and Balboa Island
For our last summer “hurrah” we went south. For those of us who live in Northern California, So Cal feels almost like another state — warm beaches, insane traffic (ok, we’re catching up), and Disneyland (none of our theme parks even come close!). While we spent two days immersed in all things Disney, I’ll spare…
Living in my memories: If only I’d had my camera …
This waterfall is somewhere near the Lihui airport — along a tight, twisty road, found by the hoards of tourists. We had a few minutes before our flight home to take a look — my camera was slung over my shoulder. Sometimes, though, having your camera on you is impractical, even when you’re in the…
Kauai Skies and Good-byes
One last morning on the lanai waiting for the sky to light up over the ocean. My packed bags might be full, luggage tags in place determining my destination — but part of my heart will always stay on Kauai. Sunsets and day breaks are glorious on the islands. Here are some dusk and sunset…
Last Day on Kauai (Write Every Day 30)
Moonlight’s magic mist makes vacations disappear before our very eyes. Just one more day to enjoy Paradise . . . I’m going to sit here and breathe in the ocean for a while. I’ll be back.
Kayaking to the “someone let out the” Secret Falls: Uluwehi Falls, Kauai (Write Every Day 29)
Yesterday, we took a kayaking+hiking trip out to the Secret Falls, which is a misnomer since everyone and his brother seems to know where the falls are. We had done a similar trip out to the falls many years ago and had fond memories of a canoe ride and hike. The kids were little and…
“What’s this button do?” On Kauai, playing around with the settings on my Panasonic Point-n-Shoot (Write Every Day 27)
We stuck pretty close to the hotel today, driving only up to Kapaa and into Lihue to see if we could find a shoulder strap for my camera. There, we had lunch at Bubba’s Burgers. The rest of the day, I spent experimenting with my camera. I should mention that I don’t carry a tri-pod…
Back “home” in Kauai: Day 1 (Write Every Day, 26)
The wind is howling and the skies are stormy, but it’s Kauai and I’m sitting on the lanai, enjoying how the skies light up over the ocean. Yesterday was a long travel day, and we sat on the tarmac for 2 hours before take-off, but the flight was smooth. And worth it. We’ve come here…
Barbara Ganias Comstock 