Monday, February 28, 2011

Cousin Teri chats with her two small children

Do you remember when you were a little child? If you were fortunate, you had parents who loved you and showed it consistently and without reversals. That's what I see here and want to show here. Childhood can be and ought to be a carefree, safe, and welcoming time for the innocents.





Here they are in a more recent photo. And here is Rocky the chihuahua.





My dog Cheyenne had some surgery

She's fine now, but got sidelined for a few weeks after surgery on a (benign) tumor. Since she had a hard time eating with that big plastic protective cone over her head, I fed her each day with a plastic spoon and eventually, after she rammed through the narrow dog door with the thing on, I had to patch it with duct tape. The fur is growing in very quickly.    :-)

New Year's Eve 2010 in Hawaii



My relatives in Hawaii celebrated New Year's Eve with the usual blast of fireworks in the yard. Things are changing now, but when I was growing up there, our neighbors, who were Chinese, would celebrate the event with endlessly long, heavy strings of firecrackers and Roman candles. The final blast would take several minutes. When that was over there would be a huge feast of Kalua pig, lomi lomi salmon, poi, and all the trimmings Hawaiian style and Asian style.

TRAILER: New Year's Eve 2010 Fireworks in HawaII

Cousin Teri-Ann sent film clips of the New Year's Eve 2010 celebration there in Hawaii. Here is a trailer I made from those clips. This is one of the reasons I love about living in this age of advanced technology.


Saturday, February 26, 2011

The Majesty of Horses

I took riding lessons once — English horseback riding style, meaning without a pommel.  All throughout those lessons I wished I had taken western style riding.   My horse was a tall stud named Chaps and he treated me with total respect but a pommel would have eased my mind. This here is a slideshow of horses of all breeds doing what horses do. I hope you enjoy it.    


Views From My Window

In the early 2000s, after a great loss, I'd often wake up early to photograph the morning light from my east facing upstairs office window. Maybe I needed to record that in fact a new day had begun. Maybe I needed to hang on to a daily routine. Maybe I needed to see something predictable and beautiful. I hope you enjoy this slideshow and are able to see many many more sunrises in your lifetime. -Falcon