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…
Tag: photography
The curious nature of the moon and my blog: an explanation, a question, and some gratitude.
THE MOON: I love that the moon has so many phases — and that when you look up at it, depending on the sky and the light, you’ll see something new. There is magic in it — in the nooks and crannies, the craters and lakes. So last night, I grabbed that new Panasonic point-n-shoot…
The Yin and the Yang in one Disney Encounter; A little life reminder
Walking through the Magic Kingdom on our second day there, my fire-aching feet were making me wonder where the magic had gone when . . . MAGIC. Mary Poppins and Burt were strolling along — and my heart did a little skip. So much love. Mary and Burt! I’m a middle-aged woman and there I…
Stitch together the family history; “Handle with Care” those moments frozen in time
A couple of the things I treasure most are two manila envelopes filled with old photographs. When I was growing up, there were stacks and stacks of old photographs in the attic and the basement; more stacks could be found stored in the dining room buffet or in the television cabinet. Having moved cross-country, I…
An iPhone Sunset, one among millions: a visual cliche
Quick! Click The most beautiful sunset is the one that hangs over us right now. Typical evening . . . Husband and I went out for a walk with the dog. The night before, I’d grabbed my camera, but only nabbed a couple of shots that I’ll post here. We’d walked by the creek that…
Decisions, Decisions: Canon G-16 or Panasonic DC-ZS70? A point-n-shoot dilemma.
Overnight, we traded the sounds of the ocean for the familiar sounds of early morning song birds. They sing the same 7 notes each morning, their own kind of Revelry. I know I’m home when I hear them at the break of day. I don’t know what these birds look like — only that they…
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…
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…
The day before you leave is the longest journey (Write Every Day, 25)
We leave tomorrow for a week in Hawaii and I’ve been trying to prepare myself for the insanity of today, the day before, but there really is no way to prepare. Today is the longest journey. Of course there is the packing . . . but that isn’t all of it. There are the animals:…
Barbara Ganias Comstock 