An oil lamp, my journal, and unusually for me, a rum and Coke.
Despite the heat we decided to light the chiminea. Ginger went off to bed early and I stayed out contemplating my navel, life, the universe, and everything. Fire is so addictive and soothing. I really enjoy the chiminea.
Detail of the structure of Steel Bridge, Portland, Oregon.
Seen through the structure of Steel Bridge, the motor vessel Ken Mei on the Willamette River, loading grain in Portland Oregon.
The strong smell of creosote reminded me of my childhood and brought these ‘new’ sleepers to my attention. Note that they are composite and are not made from a single piece of wood.
Portland Day 1. I’m traveling to the Episcopal Communicators’ Conference in Portland Oregon The conference runs Thursday and Friday, and I’m here for a pre-conference workshop on Wednesday. Saturday will be another travel day. I picked a seat too close… Continue Reading →
If I could just train Tubby to do my Facebook posting for me.
Recently Ginger’s become besotted with fountain pens, and unfortunately a little bit of her enthusiasm has rubbed off on me. I’ve used fountain pens for years – since the seventies. I already have two quality pens, but the nibs are… Continue Reading →
In a moment of idle speculation I wondered what would happen if I stuck the camera lens up against the eye hole in our Kaleidoscope. Now I know! The cartridge has shards of colored glass in it.
When she’s not on my desk Blue Kitteh spends most of her time pushing Zees and generating fur on my spare chair. Another High ISO, Slow shutter speed, hand-held picture @ 1/10 sec.