Jill
Lucy
Getting a portrait of a of a subject that keeps moving and refuses to listen to instructions isn't easy - especially in low light.This is Lucy, Brian and Katie's cat. Lucy lived with us for a few months but doesn't really act like she knows me. But, being a cat, she didn't generally act like she knew me then, either.Canon 5DII 1/40s f/1.2 ISO1000 50mm
01-29-11 Efficiency
Sometimes this blog attempts to be an artist enterprise but I'll have to admit that after over 700 posts, I'm running low on art. So today I am using this blog to document evidence of a lifestyle very different from our big-pickup-4-wheel-drive-our family-of-4-has-5-cars mentality.What you are looking at is a cute, yellow car parked neatly along a backstreet in Rome, Italy. If you saw the price of fuel and the size of back streets in Rome, you'd know what this car would be a smart choice.Notice that it has three wheels and that it's plugged in. How's that for efficiency?
The Lakeside Path
If you get to the Plitvice Lakes in Croatia early in the day, you can have a wonderful wooden path all to yourself. But is an hour or two, people are sometimes three wide, which makes the paths a little less wonderful. Crowded paths are complicated by Asian tourists who walk on the left side and westerners like me (except for the British) who walk on the right side.Regardless of all of this, the Plitvice Lakes are amazing, as photos I've posted in the blog might prove.
The Cuddly Brown Bear
Frankly, I don't think you'd want to cuddle a brown bear. With front claws that are 4" long and with an ability to run at speeds approaching 40mph, the Alaska brown bear is best kept at a distance, as this bear was in a habitat near Sitka that had been created for bear cubs that had been separated from their mothers. As the story goes, if you and a friend are caught in the wild being chased by a bear, you don't need to outrun the bear. You just need to outrun your friend.
More of My Favorite People
Pondering the Imponderable
This is a candid shot taken by an American photographer of a Japanese man studying a diorama of the destruction done by the atomic bomb to Hiroshima during WWII.Did I ever feel out of place while visiting Hiroshima? No. Did I feel any enmity from the Japanese I sometimes stood next to when I was at the Hiroshima Museum that day? No.I can't say how the Japanese man pictured here felt about United States' role in the destruction portrayed. But I do know that the Hiroshima Museum stands in part as a warning and as a lesson. The Museum and the Peace Center seem to say, "Here's what one relatively small bomb did. How can we prevent it from happening again?"I was uncertain about visiting Hiroshima. But I'm glad we did. . .
Alien Life Form?
Four Amigos
Here's my stream of consciousness: foot prints in frost (yesterday's post) makes me think of foot prints in the sand. Foot prints in the sand make me think of Mexico. Mexico makes me think of family trips. Family trips reminds me of photo I took of the Four Cousins in Mexico a few years ago: Matt, Brian, Jon and Derek. So where do I go from here in the stream? Check back tomorrow.