Delicate
Is this an orchid?
The Hammock
As usual, I spent the vast majority of my time at cheese days in the hammock.
As a result, the vast majority of my photos are of items I could spy from the hammock.
Side Note to Hammock Manufacturers: Is it so difficult to come up with a hammock design that allows one to get in and out of the hammock without making an ass of oneself? And cupholders – why are there no cup holders?
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Time to Clean out the Flickr Pool
Ok, well this is just a little bit ridiculous. I’ve really got to clean up my flickr pool. I moved to this site because of the tags and sets and categories and now that I’ve got 1944 images uploaded, the vast majority are untagged, unsetted (I just made that word up) and uncategorized. I’m a lazy girl, which is a wonderful way to be when you want to lie in bed and watch tv while eating chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. Not so much when you are looking for one specific picture.
On a side note, anyone have any idea what kind of flower this is? I don’t think I’ve seen this one before.
Now I’m going to curl up with a bowl of ice cream and watch Letterman and TV’s Craig Ferguson.
Finding Beauty in Strange Places
I love finding beauty in strange places – peeking out from garbage bins or rising up from the cracks in a sidewalk.
A few months ago, I tossed aside my purse and re-purposed my camera bag to serve both it’s original purpose and carry all my bits that the purse would have handled.
This may possibly be the smartest thing that I have ever done.
Now I carry my camera around with me every where I go.
I look at things differently when I have a camera handy. I notice things that otherwise would have escaped my attention. I focus more on the here and now and less on where I’m going and where I’ve been; I forget to worry. As a result, I’m happier. And to double that happiness, I actually know that I’m happy. Right here, in the here and now, not a distant memory of some former happiness.
I’m happy, and I know it.
Clap your hands.
Are you lookin’ at me?
I spent quite a bit of time soaking up the sun from Mom’s balcony this evening. It was 80 degrees, but she got just enough breeze off Puget Sound to make it quite comfortable.
This flower was staring at me the whole time – so I took a picture of it.
