"Let's just say you may regret that second piece of cake. Oh my God. Regret cake? Whatever is about to happen must be truly evil."
~Rachel Hawkins, Hex Hall
I love cupcakes. Well, actually I LOVE cupcakes a lot, in fact, it might be a passionate obsession, but when you live with... the D word... yes... Type 2 Diabetes... you learn to just not got there. But once in a while, with some planning, I ignore my inner responsible person and go there anyway. With glee! With happiness! With Joy! With NO regrets, I get a little treat, such as a cake pop, or a cupcake, and I enjoy the hell out of it! Life only happens once after all, and if you do it right, once is just about perfect!
Tuesday's special at the Tea Cake Bake Shop, in Emeryville, is the Madagascar Vanilla cupcake with Honey Tangerine Buttercream! I LOVE Tuesday!
"You can clutch the past so tightly to your chest that it leaves your arms too full to embrace the present."
~Jan Glidewell
My lovely Japanese Maple has transitioned from stick figure to crimson beauty! I am a little caught off guard by how early the leaves have appeared, but I am not complaining! I get to watch this beauty move about now through the rest of spring and summer then turn the most magnificent crayola colors of copper and deep purple as autumn comes and goes. Aww... life in the garden... I love my maple tree, and with the roses surrounding it I feel ridiculously happy inside! And the occasional visit by a little bird doesn't hurt either! Now if I could just talk the opossums into coming back around to!
:)
Lesser Goldfinch...
Coming Soon...
New Roses
Lavender
Spearmint
Heirloom Tomatoes
White Strawberries
"It's an odd thing, but anyone who disappears is said to be seen in San Francisco. It must be a delightful city and possess all the attractions of the next world."
~Oscar Wilde
I am a San Francisco Bay Area native, born and raised, and it's really odd, but every time I see San Francisco, be it the downtown, from high in the hills, or from Treasure Island, it is like seeing it for the very first time! I love it here so much, truly I don't think anywhere else can quite compare to it's beauty or to the joy it gives me just looking at t beauty! Last week I discovered a couple new angles I hadn't photographed the city from previously, so this post showcases those new perspectives!
ENJOY!
:)
Starting Off From The East Bay, It's 80 West And Into The City!
(The Cantilever Section Of The Bay Bridge Soon To Be Replaced)
First Stop Treasure Island, And The View From A Very Old Closed Dock!
After Some Miscellanious Photography On The Island It's Time For Some Photography Back Toward The Old Section Of Bridge Which Will Be Replaced With A Brand New Bridge This Autumn! I Will Miss It, I like The Looks Of This Section Very Much And Will Miss It's Old Fashioned Look!
After A Nice Lunch With Alan, It's Time To Head Back Onto The Bay Bridge And Head Into San Francisco!
Not Bad For A Photo Taken Out Of A Moving Car On The Bay Bridge...
And of course you know what comes next... right? Gorgeous, lovely, exciting, infuriating, amazing San Francisco! I could live here a million years and not have enough time to photograph every fascinating nuance of this city! It NEVER stops inspiring me!
"San Francisco itself is art, above all literary art. Every block is a short story, every hill a novel. Every home a poem, every dweller within immortal. That is the whole truth."
"What we believe spirit visitors to be influences how they affect our lives. What we believe ourselves to be dictates how we react to them."
~S. Kelly Harrell, Real Wyrd - A Modern Shaman's Roots In The Middle World
The Man Upstairs...
I thought it would be fun, since it's been almost a year since the ghost moved in, to give an update on the ghostly happenings next door. Mr. Ghost, as Alan and I call him, is still keeping the same schedule of leaving his apartment at 4:30 AM and returning at 8:00 PM. A brutal schedule for a man half his age, let alone a man of 60-ish! For that reason alone he has my respect, just thinking about his schedule makes me tired! And did I mention he maintains that schedule 7 days a week, 52 weeks a year?! By all practical considerations he is an ideal neighbor. Quiet. Keeps to himself. Respectful of the common areas between the houses... but... there is one other thing curious about the man that h does that gives me pause. Just one thing.
He NEVER seems to produce any garbage!
For a full year now, well, almost a full year, no garbage! Well, wait, that's not all together true now that I think about it. Mr. Ghost did take his garbage down to the street on New Year's eve, and then the next day he brought the can back up to his house, rolled it around the corner of the building, and no one has seen it since! Out of sight... out of mind? Maybe, but a month ago I was up early one morning and I heard him stomp down his upper stairwell, walk around the corner of his house, kinda growl, and then I heard the lid to his garbage can slam... once... loudly. It was like his was personally pissed off at the can!
Otherwise... same old, same old.
Oh, except I did find someone on a message board who has a similar mystery going on. Message Board's neighbor keeps the exact some hours as my Mr. Ghost but instead of leaving the house every day during those hours, his neighbor gets up during those hours but doesn't leave! Otherwise the two men could be exactly the same person! Same hours. Same quiet demeanor. Same aversion to the garbage can! It's a mystery! And with the rainstorm that just started outside, it's easy for my imagination to wander to all kinds of dark places. Places where alien hybrids live. Places where one day a quiet unassuming neighbor just floats away as quietly as they came. Did I mention he moved in so fast no one saw any furniture move in with him?
Newly divorced? Alien Hybrid? Or Ghost? Hmmmm
Hey Dylan, Wanna Tell Ghost Stories?
The Easter Bunny brought Dylan and Hendrix a special gift for Easter this year, a new IKEA tent shaped like a Big Top circus tent, and some new assorted stuffed animals for under the big top! The boys have been having a blast in the tent, and it also makes a pretty good place for a time out when someone (Hendrix) gets a little to bitey, if you know what I mean! LOL. Anyway, while the boys were playing with their new toy the other night, and while I was considering my own adventures with Mr. Ghost, I saw the boys live out a real spooky moment of their own. They reminded me of two human brothers playing spooky camping trip. Here have a look at the fun...
Hey Dylan, Want To Tell Ghost Stories?
Wait! Did You Hear Something?
Yikes...Hendrix... Could It Be A Real Ghost?
Yes... Dylan... I think I Is A REAL GHOST! RUN!
Whew Hendrix! It Was Just Donald Trump On A Macy's Commercial!
Yes, WHEW! But Just In Case, Can We Have The Light On Mommy?
My The Boys Went To Bed Without A Fuss Tonight! Hmmm!
Little boy humans, little boy cats... there's not a lot of difference! LOL.
Love is love and fun is fun, and I am happy with my boys! :)
"Only put off until tomorrow what you are willing to die having left undone."
~Pablo Picasso
"In memory of Howard Sperry and Nick Bordoise who gave their lives on Bloody Thursday, July 5th, 1934, so that all working people might enjoy a greater measure of dignity and security."
Inscribed On Memorial Plaque
Steuart and Mission Streets, San Francisco, Ca
My blog has been filled with more than the usual amount of public art pieces this week, which is wonderful, I just wish I had more time to this kind of photography! I have been doing some research and I plan to visit more communities in the East Bay this spring and summer, so hopefully over the summer I can post more of this kind of photography! Public art is one of my favorite subjects to photograph, because I never stop learning from it. Be it about lighting, or the poignancy of the subject or sometimes, such as with this piece, the history, I always come away a much smarter person!
An Injury To One
By Artists... Miranda Bergman, Tem Drescher, Nicole Emmanuel, Lari Kilolani, James Morgan, Raymond M. Patlan, Eduardo Pineda, James Prigoff, O'Brian Theile and Horace Washington
This piece stands at the corner of Steuart and Mission in San Francisco, and is a memorial to the two men who gave their lives on Thursday, July 5th, 1934 when they were killed by police, who fired shots into a crowd in an effort to breakup a strike by maritime workers and longshoremen. As the day wore on, the violence grew and many strikers and their supporters were injured by police, in an effort to contain the strike on behalf of employers and businesses. The death of Bordois and Sperry only served to empower their fellow strikers, and what had begun as a maritime strike became a general strike (the largest in U.S. history) that included Teamsters and blue collar workers, and resulted in shutting down the Port of San Francisco and Alameda for days!
But there is a lot more to the story! To read more about the events leading up to this tragic day, and the aftermath and it's far reaching consequences and change, see the links at the bottom of the post! There is always something to learn from art, and those who take the time to honor the past and history! If we humans continue to refuse to learn from our pasts, perhaps we can learn from the art it tends to inspire!
"Experience is never limited, and it is never complete; it is an immense sensibility, a kind of huge spider-web of the finest silken threads suspended in the chamber of consciousness, and catching every air-borne particle in its issue."
~Henry James
RRC: Threads
THREADS Of Wire For Hair...
The name of this statue is Bliss Dance. This lovely lady sits behind the security gate at Treasure Island, where she has been since 2009. She is a stunning example of beauty and grace, and at just about 40 feet tall, you can't help but notice her, even with the amazing San Francisco skyline serving as a backdrop behind her!Of course if you didn't notice her right off, I would have to ask..
When was the last time you saw a 40ft dancing naked woman anyway?
Bliss Dance made her first appearance at Burning Man in 2010, and has now found a home, at least for now, on Treasure Island. She has fallen into a bit of disarry of late, but there is an ongoing effort to keep her looking her best, as she reminds us to dance.
She is part one in the artists vision of a three part sisterhood. The second in the series of three statues, Truth Is Beauty, will be finished later this year and the third, R-evolution will follow. I am really looking forward to seeing the three statues, and of course photographing them. I am already hooked!
You can read more about the project by visiting the artist's website look for the link at the bottom of this post.
THREADS Coming Together...
When I am walking around a fabric store, looking at all the possibilities, that's when I begin to fantasize that I would love to be a fashion designer, or interior decorator! I get excited by watching things come together in a visual way! That might also be a bad thing though. My first love is photography, and I would drive myself crazy stopping to photograph everything. There is only so far the human mind can be distracted... right? Well, my human mind anyway. LOL. Here's the thing though...
Never wind me up and turn me loose in a fabric store! LOL. My next example will tell you why!
THREADS Making Statements...
I LOVE this fabric! If I were Rachel Zoe I might say that it is BANANAS, because it is, but I don't know if she would actually agree with me, she is much to elegant in personal style methinks, but if we are just talking funky fun... it's fabulous! I would love to get a Simplicity pattern and make these THREADS into a nice pincil skirt and pair with with a crepe shell and a black leather cropped style or Bolero jacket perhaps! And lots and lots of silver chains and a silver chain belt, and don't forget the closed toe slingbacks! Hmmm...
Too bad I have NO talent for working a sewing machine device. None. Newfangled contraptions!
All These THREADS... All The THREADS Possibilities...
There you have it, my look at THREADS! Okay, now that you have visited here, please go see what the other Round Robin participants have come up with! You can find their links and all the information you need, should you want to join in the fun, at the official Round Robin blog. Simply click here.
"More than any time in history mankind faces a crossroads. One path leads to despair and utter hopelessness, the other to total extinction. Let us pray that we have the wisdom to choose correctly."
~Woody Allen
The other day, while in San Mateo, I spotted a face in a tree. At first I thought it would be a pretty good addition to my series "A Face In The Crowd." If you don't remember that series, it basically consists of faces I have seen in odd or unusual places. There are a few examples on my sidebar, under the My Photography section. Anyway, after I took the photo I had the strange feeling that I had seen this face before. It was definitely familiar beyond the general facial features. After studying it for a while I realized that, at least to me, the face in the tree bore somewhat of a resemblance to Edvard Munch's "The Scream."
Admittedly, The Scream has never really been one of my favorite paintings, however when I have come across it, it has always captured my imagination. Why was the man in the painting in so much turmoil? Had he just witnessed something dreadful? Where was he? What is directly behind him? Why is the sky orange? Is he transitioning between this life and the next? What could possibly bring about the kind of emotion being felt by the man in the painting? I have always wanted to know more!
And isn't that what art is all about?
YES! And it kind of tickled me when I realized the face I was seeing reminded me of The Scream because it meant that I would probably spend a little while yesterday afternoon, doing some research into the Edvard Munch's masterpiece. And I did! I learned that there are actually 4 versions of The Scream, the original title for this series was Der Schrei der Natur. In his diary, Munch described his inspiration for the image...
"One evening I was walking along a path, the city was on one side and fjord below. I felt tired and ill. I stopped and looked out over the fjord... the sun was setting, and the clouds turning blood red. I sensed a scream passing through nature; it seemed to me that I heard the scream. I painted this picture, painted the clouds as actual blood. The color shrieked. This became The Scream."
E.M.
Nice 22 January 1892
"Whistler's Mother, Wood'sAmerican Gothic, Leonardo da Vinci'sMona Lisa and Edvard Munch's The Scream have all achieved something that most paintings... regardless of their historical importance, beauty, or monetary value... have not: they communicate a specific meaning almost immediately to almost every viewer. These few works have successfully made the transition from the elite realm of the museum visitor to the enormous venue of popular culture."
~Martha Tedeschi (Author)
I came across many different theories as to why the figure in the painting seems to be in such despair. One such theory was that Munch was depicting, of all things, the despair of love. Yikes! I have gotten my heart stomped on once, or twice, but I don't think love has ever left me so devastated that this is how I viewed it! LOL. Of course, is there anything more fun than a broken heart? Hell, I heard on a documentary a while back that it is true, a broken heart can indeed actually kill you! Perhaps Edvard Munch knew a little about that, or maybe he was inspired not so much by the pain of romantic love, but rather by the pain of losing anyone you love.
Shrug.
I know I have often felt that love can be a much more painful emotion than hatred.
Shrug again.
Anyway, there is a lot to discover aboutThe Scream, so I will save some details back in case you would like to spend a Saturday or Sunday learning about it for yourself. Personally, I can't think of a nicer way to spend a weekend day! Be it this work of art, or a different one you have been wanting to know more about.
So tell me...
What comes to mind when you view Edvard Munch's, The Scream?
Do you have a favorite artwork or artist that you would like to know more about? If so, who?
What is the last artwork you spent time researching?
Tell me what or who inspires you!
Mood: Curious
~Me :)
Reminder: Don't forget to join us tomorrow (Saturday) for our next Round Robin Challenge! This time around we will be tackling... "Threads." You can find out all about it here.
"A table, a chair, a bowl of fruit and a violin; what else does a man need to be happy?"
~Albert Einstein
Yum! The pear tree is in full, glorious bloom right now, and I can almost taste the Pear and Havarti sandwiches I enjoy every autumn. There is nothing like grabbing a piece of fruit off your very own tree, and making something amazingly delicious with it! I created a few new recipes using the pears from the yard, but it was the Pear and Havarti sandwiches I enjoyed the most. I will have a lot on my plate this year,pun intended, when it comes to experimenting with garden goodness, as we are planning to do a bigger variety of vegetables and container berries. Blackberries, Blueberries and White Strawberries are currently leading the list, but so are edible flowers. I love trying new things. Hopefully by early summer, I will have the recipe blog all dusted off, and ready to go with new original recipes for 2013!
Stay Tuned!
Mood: Happy
~Me :)
**A Quick Reminder: This coming Saturday we will be playing another round of the Round Robin Photo Challenges! Everyone is welcome, so please consider joining us! You can find all the information at the official Round Robin blog, but if you have any questions, please feel free to leave your questions in the comment thread for this post! :)
"No violence, gentlemen... no violence, I beg of you! Consider the furniture!"
~Athur Conan Doyal, The Adventure of the Mazarin Stone
"Shin: Device for finding furniture in the dark."
~Unknown
It was a good day with the camera yesterday! We went to San Francisco yesterday, in search of some public art, certain pieces in particular. The first one I bring you here in this post, it is titled "Defenestration" by artist, Brian Goggin. Isn't it amazing?
The idea of the piece serves to remind us of the beauty in the forgotten and cast off. Installed on the side of a building at 6th and Howard, in a part of San Francisco that has been through a lot of struggles, socially and financially, it is a work of art the really speaks to me. As I have tried to demonstrate through my photography over the years, the simple and forgotten sometimes bring us the most profound enlightenment's.
I will be back to do more photos of this piece, as I am completely in love with it. Until next time here is my gallery from yesterday...
Defenestration: The act of throwing someone or something out of a window.
Gallery...
Now, please enjoy one of my favorite episode's of One Life To Live. It is titled, "The Defenestration of Blair Cramer." Truly, it's one of the best episodes that features Kassie DePaiva and Florencia Lozano's as frenemies Blair Cramer and Tea Delgado! LOL. Oh for the LOVE OF TODD! I am so glad One Life To Live has been resurrected and will be returning at the end of the month to the Online Network! Daytime dramas are a form of art as well, and no medium of art should be forced into an unwanted death or encouraged to just lay down and die.
OLTL Episode # 10, 541: The Defenestration of Blair Cramer
October 9th, 2009
"In every out thrust headland, in every curving beach, in every grain of sand there is the story of the earth."
Time to do more coastal photography! I am spending the day in San Francisco, working on photographing some public art, but I am also planning on spending at least a small amount of time along the coast, and hopefully the light and the fog will present some strong opportunities to get in some practice with cameras! We'll see. It's a challenge sometimes, but even if I just do the small amount of bay side photography I have planned, it will be nice movement forward. Ahh... there is nothing like learning new things from a hobby you enjoy as much as I do photography! I am looking forward to it, there is a lot to see along the coast, so if you can't find some inspiration along the way, than you just aren't paying attention!
Oh boy, this is difficult to admit. I... ahem... am older than the daytime drama General Hospital. LOL. I was born on June 29th, 1962, while General Hospital debuted on ABC on April 1st, 1963. As I type this we are both fifty, but that will all change in just a couple months, much to my dismay. Something I am not particularly dreading, it is what it is, but when put into the context of being slightly older than daytime's longest running soap opera, my poor brittle bones and my wee arthritic joints begin to alternate between laughing at me for even letting it be a passing concern, and yelling at me with pain for not giving the situation the proper respect! LOL.
Life is, after all, a soap opera!
And I am so glad it is!
Say what you want about soap operas, you will not budge me from my opinion that the artists who work all the magic to bring those characters to us for an hour each Monday through Friday are some of the hardest working performers around! Plots that take us to romantic destinations, or the edge of our seat drama, or perhaps to the very edge of dark places everyone carries around, soap operas touch we fans on a much different level that movies or regular TV offerings. You can literally watch someone grow up, watch them go through their own real life personal dramas, and we can sometimes find something in the story telling that will make us feel a whole lot less along in our own struggles. It's might sound strange if you haven't been a fan of this entertainment genre, but if like me you have seen yourself in a character on a soap, even just a little bit, you know exactly what I mean!
I have found a great deal of comfort from "my stories" over the last fifty years! LOL. "My stores" makes me sound like a little old lady, but I guess there is no shame in that, at my age I kinda am, and I think of it as a badge! Hey, considering all the comfort soaps have brought me, I am only to happy to step up and say THANK YOU! I was happy that I could retreat to another room during my father's wake brunch, when the family decided to fight over the contents of his desk! Or be grateful that as I laid in bed, too sick to lift me head for 6 months, there was familiar voices on the TV to help me feel like I wasn't alone, friends where near by. Even a decade or so ago, when I was so sad that Anhedonia had me beaten down, I knew that at 2:00 PM, on ABC Channel 7 (KGO), General Hospital would be on to let me step out of the pain for an hour, and relax in someone else's world for a while.
It's therapeutic. It's comforting. It's a larger than life refreshing flight of fancy... for an hour. The perfect amount of time. On Monday, when the daytime TV week resumes again, I can just forget for a moment that there is yet another nut job in the world, think Kim Jung Une, who has a massive weapon pointed at the mainland of the United States, specifically the coast I live on! No, I get to find out who sent LuLu and Dante a cheap copy of the Ice Princess! I get to see if Patrick Drake will finally tell Sabrina he loves her, or at the very least would like to date her, LOL. And ooh... check it out... Laura is back, engaged to Scotty Baldwin, but on the run with Luke! That seems like old times to me! YAY! And while all this is happening, lovable Lucy Coe is planning the Nurse's Ball once again! Will she end up in her underwear again this year? Well I certainly hope so, it's been a Nurse's Ball tradition forever!
Beginning this week, General Hospital will be celebrating half a century of the lives of the citizens of Port Charles, New York, and I can admit I am having a great time watching all the returns of wonderful characters of the past. Frisco, Robert Scorpio, Nicholas Cassadine, Scott Baldwin, Audrey Hardy, Lucy Coe, Heather Webber, Anna Devane, basically all my favorites over the years are home for the anniversary, and the story telling has never been better, thanks to Producer Frank Valentini and Writer Ron Carlivarti, who came on-board at General Hospital after the sudden cancellation of ABC's One Life To Live in 2012. ABC also ordered the cancellation of All My Children, the networks other soap, on the same day, which led to a backlash from irate fans, such as myself, and the determination to keep General Hospital alive, not just on life support.
And we did it! We petitioned. We tuned in. We sent letters. We asked major corporations to join us in our passion to keep our soaps alive, and to our delight we got strong support from Hoover! They listened. I wish there had been more support, but I am not dwelling on things. General Hospital made it! And while I am not sure how much longer we will have this beloved soap around, I am not going to think about it's eventual end. There is no time for it. I would rather just take that one hour gift, Monday through Friday and escape into the intrigue. The romance. The humor... OMG... the humor is so good! And be grateful for the familiar voices, and faces, that help me feel less alone.
I love my stories, and I am not ashamed to admit it!
Here, for a little fun, is the General Hospital rap song from 1981. Go have a listen... go ahead... you know you want to! It's so much FUN!
General Hospi-TALE ~ The Afternoon Delights...
Lyrics (Should You Feel The Need To Burst Into Song)
Rock it hard, rock it steady
Pick yourself up and
Get yourself ready
Wave your arms
Let me hear you yell
Were gonna rap about
General Hospital
It started out
In Port Charles town
Where Frank Smith's mob
Used to hang around
No one could prove
That he was a crook
Till Luke stole his
Little black book
It had names and
Numbers all in code
So Luke and Laura
Had to hit the road
They had to find
The left-handed boy
Watch their step
They had to be coy
The gold involved
Was worth so much
Others wanted it
Like Sally and Hutch
But there's one thing
I must confess
Sally was a man
Who wore a dress
Luke kept his cool
He ain't no fool
He set them both up cold
Well Sally died
Hutch survived
And no one got the gold
Paging Dr. Noah Drake
To ICU to treat a
Case of heartbreak
They keep me waiting
I don't mind waiting
Don't call me crazy
No, I'm not lazy
My day won't go right
I can't sleep all night
My hands start shaking
My knees start aching
I just can't cope
Without my soap
General Hospital
General Hospital
Mmm, number one
General Hospital
You're my worst affliction
General Hospital
You're my favorite addiction
Monica likes
To have her fun
That is why
She had a son
She told Rick
He was the dad
Soon found out
That he'd been had
There's one thing
That you can give me
That Leslie can't
And that's passion
Alan was the
Father, of course
And he won't give
Monica a divorce
Rick wants to
Get Leslie back
Heather's having
An insane attack
I'll get Diana Taylor
She's not crazy
Uh uh, no never
She just wants to
Get Dr. Jeff Webber
Jeff wants Annie
For his wife
But he might have to
Wait all of his life
Cause good girls don't
And Annie won't
And you all know
What I mean
Amy Vining likes to blab
Richard Simmons
Helps fight flab
Susan's having Alan's baby
Noah wants Bobbi
For his lady
Well, Luke got another job
The Quartermaines are
The brand new mob
Laura's the receptionist
What's missing now
Is the Ice Princess
Yes, Luke Spencer, please
Diamonds, not gold
Are in it this time
Scorpio, the house
Of Cassadine
On and on
And on it goes
How it ends up
Nobody knows cause
They keep me waiting
I don't mind waiting
Don't call me crazy
No, I'm not lazy
My day won't go right
I can't sleep all night
If I don't find out
It blows my mind out
I just can't cope
Without my soap
General Hospital
General Hospital
Mmm, number one
General Hospital
You're my worst affliction
General Hospital
You're my favorite addiction
General Hospital
Addiction, addiction
General Hospital
Addiction, addiction
General Hospital
You're my inspiration
General Hospital
Gonna stay tuned
To this station
General Hospital
Addiction, addiction
General Hospital
Tell me what's going on
Did you see it today
General Hospi-Tale
Tell me what's going on
General Hospital
Addiction, addiction
I love my General Hospital
General Hospital...
It's my addiction...
I will be posting about my love of soaps all through the month of April, as we get closer and closer to the reboots of One Life To Live and All My Children on April 29th!
"All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person's (or thing's) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time's relentless melt."
~Susan Sontag
Ordinarily I would post my monthly collage of photos on the last day of the month, but March it seems this year is a bit busy. HAPPY EASTER! LOL. No worries, especially since I air headed really bad last weekend and posted my Easter 2013 blog post a week early! LOL. Darned old cold... yeah... let's blame it on that... but in all fairness, I usually do have my dates and times better organized than that! Oh well, it was only live on the blog for a couple hours, and fortunately my visitors and readers have dwindled a bit, so I don't think anyone caught it! See, having no one read your blog isn't all that bad, right? And hey, you, the reader who does come by, get the occasional thrill of a post gone awry!
Let's just change the subject... shall we? I spotted the "Sunrise/Sunset" photo back in 2005, and found it again this week in a file I didn't even know existed, but when I saw it, I thought it was quite timely for this weekend. I wish I could remember where I found the two street signs, and there was nothing that ID'd it in the file, all I know is I took the photo using by old Konica Minolta. Oh well, it's a fun photo, and it made me happy to be able to use it. Now, on with March's best photographs, and a couple new ones at the end of the post.
ENJOY!
And now the photos I would have posted, if there were 32 days in March...
Beautiful! March, despite this ridiculous head cold, was an absolutely BEAUTIFUL month. Okay, in my old age, spring is growing on me. Gosh I hate change, unless it's summer to autumn~ LOL.
