Road tripping to Gainesville: Late afternoon day 2
Posted on February 27, 2015
I am cabin bound. Amy is sleeping and Xeno is curled in tight against her. Still can’t get over how a rat cuddles. If they weren’t so stinky I think I would have one for a pet as well. I decided to embrace the cold weather and head outside for a walk.
Weeds abound on the edges of the road.
Old houses, my favorite kind, are in abundance in this area. I loved looking at each of them. My favorite was the house with the red door.
Spanish Moss hangs from trees where ever you look.
I loved this little building for the Progressive Church Administration Office.
The house that I was staying in had a chimney. I am not sure this has ever been used.
This little plant was blowing in the chilly wind.
My favorite was of course all the cats that strolled the streets. There seems like there is a large amount of cats. Perhaps many of them were feral.
I loved the stretching this guy did as he woke up from lying in the limited rays of sun.
Time to head off and meet up with all the other cats.
The all congregated outside the door of the local hairdresser. Walk Ins Welcome seemed to be the appropriate sign for these guy.
“I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.”
~ John Muir, John of the Mountains: The Unpublished Journals of John Muir
If you are interested Road Tripping to Gainesville day 1 can be found here, and day 2 can be found here.
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Road Tripping to Gainesville: Day 2
Posted on February 23, 2015
Day 2 was Xeno’s surgery day. Mom will now have two patients to watch. Xeno developed a mammary tumor that has kept getting bigger and bigger at a fairly rapid pace. So Amy decided that it needed to be removed. While prepping for surgery the vet found two smaller tumors. I cannot for the life of me begin to visualize surgery on a tiny rat, but clearly it can be done.
Our day started out pretty cold, somewhere down near 32 F or 0 C for those working in metric. That is cold for this African and reminded me of the old Pretoria days, where we had gas heaters and electric blankets in winter. Somehow that seems kind of silly for Florida, the apparent “Sunshine State”. I guess it is down south, but not in Gainesville. It is dry and bitterly cold.
We discovered that Xeno would be spending the day at the vet. After surgery she would be monitored. We could pick her up at 4:30. So what to do? Amy seemed to be feeling fine. Her mouth did not hurt and there was no swelling. All in all it seemed to be going well. So, since I had mentioned it, she asked me if I would like to go to the Sante’ Fe Rehabilitation and Teaching Zoo. Cameron had told me it was a place to visit and so I agreed. I will however start out by saying that while I will visit a zoo, I am not a big fan of animals in cages, even big cages. I also discovered from a photographers point of view bars are not what I want in my photo’s.
The White Headed Capuchin Monkey is a smallish black and white character and are catergorized as new world monkeys. They are commonly found in Central America. They are very instrumental in dispersing seeds and pollen in the rainforrest.
The Guanaco is part of the camel family and can be found in South America, typically in arid areas. This Guanaco had us chuckling with the sultry looks on her face. At one stage she looked like she was blowing a kiss.
Signs of winter are all over and I have really enjoyed seeing them. Living in South Florida we rarely see the true signs of winter. We go from a deep shade of green to a yellow shade of green but we never see the autumn colors of reds, yellows, oranges and greens.
The White Handed Gibbon is a primate. There were two in this cage – a dark brown Gibbon and this sandy colored Gibbon. The natural home to these Gibbons is Indonesia, Laos, Malaysia, Myanmar and Thailand.
I walked around the corner to find Amy taking a photograph of something.
Turns out it was this gorgeous Kookaburra. The bird was incredibly active and it was hard to get a photo of it and then to try and focus on the bird and not on the cage wires. The Kookaburra is a type of Kingfisher and is native to Australia and New Guinea.
I am not sure what this was about but it did have something to do with Bees, and their nest building.
I felt like I was back in my homeland in this section of the zoo. The Leopard tortoise is found in the savannas of eastern and southern Africa, from Sudan to the southern Cape and is distinctive by its size and markings.
Added to that we were able to see the national animal of South Africa, the beautiful and gracefull Springbok. They run extremely fast, at times reaching speeds of 62mph or 100km/h. They tend to spring as they are running, hence the name.
The Ocelot is know as the dwarf leopard. They are typically found in South and Central America and on the islands of Trinidad and Margarita. These Ocelot pair were brought in for breeding purposes.
We meandered on through the trees, enjoying the quiet, restful environment.
I always like to catch photo’s of Amy whenever I have the chance because she does not live at home, and soon will be living a continent away. I am trying to spend as much time as I can with her over the next few months.
We moved on to the reptile area where the only way to view critters was through a glass window. Not my idea of fun and the photo’s are not what I would like them to be, however I did like these two. The top image is of the Florida Softshell Turtle, that I see quiet often in the wetlands. The lower image is of my least favorite creatures but I did try to catch the narrow depth of field with this snake. I believe that it is a Dusky Pygmy Rattlesnake.
Last but not least were the beautiful and protected bird of prey, the American Bald Eagle. Both of these had been injured and were being treated at the Zoo. This was a first for me and I cannot begin to explain how beautiful this bird is. The Bald Eagle feeds mainly on fish and you will typically find them where there is a large body of water.
“You become excellent when you fly at a level that creates a wide gap between where you were before and where you are now. Fly like the eagle; the eagle flies as if it never remembered it was once an egg!”
~ Israelmore Ayivor, The Great Hand Book of Quotes.
Our day ended with us picking up Xeno. Poor little thing. It is pitiful to see a rat in a collar. She did not like it but since her little body looked like a tapestry, she had to have it on to protect her stitches. Added to that out of no where the bone graft pain arrived and the swelling quickly happened to Amy. Poor Amy, Poor Xeno. Mom got to nurse them both.
Amy quickly crashed as the meds took effect but Xeno was still struggling with her collar. One forgets that rats and other rodent type critters eat with their hands and so we had to remove her collar every time she needed to eat or drink. That night I kept this tiny rat as quiet as possible while Amy slept through the pain.
What mom’s will do for their children. I have to confess, since coming home, I have missed this little critter, as well as my daughter. I look forward to spending a brief amount of time with her in March.
If you are interested Road Tripping to Gainesville day 1 can be found here.
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Road tripping to Gainesville: Day 1
Posted on February 23, 2015
You are probably asking …”Why Gainesville?”. Simple – my daughter lives there. She is a graduate biding time, waiting to leave for the Peace Corps. In December, Amy had an accident where she fractured the bone in her upper jaw. Six weeks later, she was now ready to have her bone graft to repair the damage. For me, if my baby is having surgery, that’s exactly where I want to be.
Wednesday morning we headed off the the surgical rooms. Amy was so ready for this to happen. My thought was that during the 2 hours that she was having surgery I would wander around on campus taking photo’s. Well the surgical police had a different agenda for me. Here is there chair where you will wait for 2 hours while she has her surgery…..ah no thank you. But she was very insistent.
So I mumbled something about taking my jacket and coffee cup to the car and I would be back shortly….Yay freedom.
Here is just a few photo’s from the walk to and from my car….my very slow walk. Winter is in full force in Gainesville. The colors are beautiful. They air is dry and dusty. My sinuses were already killing me….
“What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.”
~ John Steinbeck, Travels with Charley: In Search of America
Amy’s surgery went well. In fact she felt fine, probably the meds at work. But we took it easy for the rest of the day. Hung out and watched movies.
Tomorrow is another day and Xeno is up for surgery. Xeno in case you are wondering, is Amy’s pet rat.
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30 Minutes in the Life: February 2015: Street Art
Posted on February 23, 2015
I have to confess, that I am a little envious of artists who can create beautiful images on a canvas. I like to doodle. I think I doodle well. I know you can make out what I am doodling, but to take a picture in your mind or one that you are looking at it, and create something big out of it, that is a gift. I did art at school, although I have to say pottery was my favorite part of the art class.
About 8 months ago I saw an image in a photography group and I had to ask where it had been taken. Lake Worth Street Painting was the answer. This weekend was the 2015 event, and I decided that we needed to go to it. Weather permitting of course. Friday was freezing. Saturday was overcast, but the promise of rain was only 25%. We decided to head out around the middle of the day as we thought that may be the warmest. And yes I know all the folk in the north are shaking their heads at me, but this African likes warm weather.
The roads were blocked off and after a short walk we arrived at the hustle and bustle of street artists, ranging from very young children up to the professionals.
It was hard to decide where to start my 30 minutes and where to end it. There was so much incredible work. What a riot of color and noise. This was a fun day, of artists, and music, and restaurants and take outs and beer.
I love graffiti and so I really enjoyed seeing what folk had to offer. This face caught my attention right off. It was dark and brooding and intriguing.
Fun, cartoonish and full of color.
Quite often the artist would have the work she was creating on a sheet in front of her, and so where I saw that I tried to capture it as well.
Work in progress was all over the place, and it was easy to see the designs taking shape. Perhaps we had gone a little bit early but I think we still enjoyed what was being created.
Knee pads graced knees, chalk dust graced butts.
We arrived at the food and drink area. On a podium in the park was live music. Take out caravans lined the streets. Food was in all varieties. Chinese take out, Philly Cheesesteaks, Gyros, cheese stuffed corn cakes, crab cakes. I could go on. And of course, there was beer. This wall resonated with me. I have seen this done before but never with the words “Before I die… I want to…” Makes you stop and think. I have a bucket list of things I want to do before I die.
Intensive concentration as they work to create their image. I am sympathizing – this event goes all weekend. To be on your knees and crouched in this position is going to be seriously painful by Sunday evening.
Of all the work, this had to have been my favorite. I am in a real black and white mode these days and this quickly grabbed my attention.
These young guys were creating a piece of artwork in the depiction of Jesus. They had outlined and were beginning to fill in. I overheard a conversation a lady was having with them. She asked them if they would like to be part of the event next year and they eagerly agreed that they would like to be a part of the 2016 event.
Another piece that spoke to my soul was the face with tears. I loved it. I loved the simplicity and the vulnerability I found in this image.
I am not sure how this woman can stand and work like that for the length of time she did. I can only assume she practices that crouching position daily. There ain’t no way my body would be able to do that. 🙂
Last image of the event. I am always impressed by the ability to create 3D artwork. You often see work of artist that will have you falling into a hole. This photo truly was like that. What creativity this woman has.
I will confess that I probably went 4 minutes over the 30 minutes. However, this is only half of the images that I saw today. It was a fun event, and I for sure will head on back there next year. It was time to head home, the sky was cloudy and dark and I kept thinking I hope it does not rain on their parade. To have all this incredible artwork washed away in one down pour would be so disheartening.
Talking rain – it certainly rained on our parade driving home. I hope that the rain stayed west and did not go east.
“It is good to love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is well done.”
~ Vincent van Gogh
Thank you for joining me for this month’s 30 minutes. This is a circle blog. Please take time to visit my friend, Olivia Gatti :: Click Click Love and see what she has for you this month. Keep following the circle to see what the other photographers have for you.
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P.S. I have a busy month ahead. Look out for the images from Gainesville coming up in this week. The Renaissance Festival is running and I will be heading their next weekend. The Theme for the weekend will be the Orient. I wanted the Warlords and the theme from Mordor, but I am traveling to Georgia that weekend and then to Nashville the following weekend. I guess I am going to have a lot of blogging coming up.
At the Lake
Posted on January 31, 2015
It’s that time of the month again, and I was stumped this month as to what to do. I have spent most of this month looking out at my back canal or in my office. My foot is slowly healing but I still have issues with swelling and some days by the end of the day my foot looks twice its size. So I have limited my walking to the minimum, which means no exploring for me. Added to that the holidays are over and it is back to the office 4 days a week and a new learning curve.
Richard, however, is itching to get away. He wants to go on a weekend vacation. In the meantime, he bought himself a paddle board and is really keen to try it out. Obviously he wants to go into the surf. Another challenge, I cannot wear a flip flop at this stage. So I would be that person on the beach wearing sneakers…not sure I am happy about that. But I am willing to try. The weather though is not cooperating, so his next plan is to go to the local park which has a big lake on it. I agree to that, and so he packs up two chairs, some drinks, the paddle board and off we go. I have the minumum – my camera and a book. I hope you enjoy my armchair photography……..
Richard heads off and I am left to hang out in the beautiful South Florida winter weather. It was breezy, but when the sun came out from behind the clouds the weather was really warm. I started to look around at what I could take photos of. No birds…… so I experimented a bit with black and white, blur and negative space.
Beyond the reeds there was not much else to take photos of so I began to eavesdrop on the lives of others. A little out of my comfort zone to take photo’s of strangers in public, especially when they are so close by.
There was a guy out on the water with his young son on a jet ski and I have to be honest my heart dropped a little at some of the moves they were doing but both seemed to be having a whole lot of fun.
Every time he went past the buoy the Tern took off and had to fly back to it’s post again. By the way, this was the only interesting bird I saw the entire time I was there.
Fishing is an option at the lake. This same guy went out on a paddle board and at some point in time he sat down on it and stuck his feet in the water. Here I am thinking, “Nooo that is not a good idea, alligators live in this area!” Nothing ate him, but I am not sure you would catch me doing that.
A number of little kids ventured towards the dock where they would hang over the edge and look for the fish. In fact, one little boy had to be carried away from there crying because he just did not want to leave.
During my meandering, I kept going back to the guy on the jet ski as he made waves around the lake.
Seems like it is also a great place for girl talk. Friends walked up a little later and the girl talk was quickly concluded.
This guy arrived and sat a short way away from me. Clearly he decided that today was a good day to head out with a book, a drink and a cigar and enjoy the beautiful weather.
I watched the two on the jet ski for a while longer, enjoyed the clouds and the weather and waited for Richard to come back. Sometimes it is just nice to drop your head back and bask in the winter sunlight. I leaves you feeling warm and rested. I have to confess that it was nice to be outside and not busy working in the house.
Finally the father and son team, gave up and headed back in to have some father and son time on the bank of the lake. I really enjoyed this sweet scene.
Richard arrived back safely after navigating the Lake and the winds. He thoroughly enjoyed himself and really wants to get out on the ocean now. So I guess that will be out next stop.
“Looking over the lake, I felt enveloped in the most peaceful, loving utopia”
~ Laurie Kahn
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30 Minutes in the Life: In light of the Mockingjay…
Posted on January 26, 2015
30 Minutes in the Life is now live and I wanted to do something different this month, but what to do was the question. My son, Cameron, works at an archery business, that sells archery equipment, as well as has practice lanes for clients to come in and gain some experience shooting, and hold various archery competitions.
What I remember about archery is limited to my brother, Barry, and his bow and arrow and the points of the arrows barely missing my feet. My brother had these great games that we should play, somehow I was always the one on the wrong end of a very sharp point.
John, the owner of Palm Beach Archery, has been in the business for a number of years. John first started with a archery store in Boca Raton, however, the business has grown so rapidly, that within 4 years, John found himself needing new premises, and Cameron was part of the big move.
I am sure that with the advent of the movie, The Hunger Games, archery has become an even more popular sport. Right now I can just hear the music to the Mockingjay whispering in my ears. “Are you, Are you coming to the tree……”
So I decided to head over to Palm Beach Archery and see for myself what happens at the archery store. Walking up to the doors I can see people through the Archery sign. Walking in, there is a buzz of activity. University students hanging out, shooting arrows and just generally having a good time. There are 26 lanes and more than half of them were busy at 2pm on a Friday afternoon.
Bows line the walls and these are far superior to the little bow and arrow that my brother was using to shoot at my toes. Finally carved and strung to perfection, I was impressed at how advanced they were. Focus bows offer a low mass weight and custom craftsmanship. The Polaris bow is crafted from maple and walnut and is ideally suited to a young archer.
Arrows of different colors, and shapes and sizes are in bins for the clients to purchase. There are also bins of arrows for clients to use when they practice, if they do not have their own.
The targets start to look to like pin cushions as the students began to wrap up their time at Palm Beach Archery. The lanes on either side of the service area all needed their targets changed.
Katelee arrived to give a student a lesson, and so I asked her if she would be willing to shoot off a few arrows for me. Katelee was gracious enough to do so.
Katelee was very good at this. Apparently there is much more than just putting a bow in, pulling the arrow back and shooting. It is far more technical than I could ever imagine. Each bow has a level to ensure that you are balanced. There are sights to look through, a wrist sling, and various other things to take note of. Things my brother’s little bow and arrow certainly did not have.
She made it looks so easy, yet I know that this all takes practice. Posture, accuracy, precision can be taught to a new student.
Cameron on the other hand, was easily attracted to the more technical bow called Hoyt Nitrum 30, which is apparently one of the fastest and most accurate shooting bows on the market. I can vouch for it being fast. I decided that I would like to try and capture the arrow in flight. Can you hear me laughing? The arrow was in the target before I had even managed to put the button down. The bow has a mass weight of 3.9 lbs. It has a Zero Torque Cable Guard System, which resembles what looks like a pulley system. Overall it is pretty impressive. However, it does not look like your traditional bow.
This sweet bow, really look impressive, with all sorts of sensors and levels, however, that comes as an additional cost to the the basic bow.
At the end of the visit, I found that I had learned a few new things about bows and arrows. I was also pleased to see that folk were leaving the building happy and excited, chatting with each other about when they would be back again.
While I was writing this, I had the background music from the Hunger Games playing. This has to be one of the most haunting songs I have heard in a long time.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where they strung up a man they say murdered three.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where the dead man called out for his love to flee.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where I told you to run, so we’d both be free.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
~ Written by Suzanne Collins
~ Melody provided by the Lumineers
~ Sung by Jennifer Lawrence
I had written and completed this bog, when I headed off to finally see The Hobbit. I am not sure who was more impressive with the bow and arrow, Katniss in the Mockingjay, or Legolas in The Hobbit, but both made using a bow and arrow look like a walk in the park.
I hope you enjoyed my time spent at Palm Beach Archery. Remember this is a circle blog so don’t forget to look and see what my sweet friend Karen of Karen Hunt Photography / Remington VA Photographer has for you. I have loved getting to know Karen and her family over the past couple of years.
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Reflections of an English teacher…
Posted on January 18, 2015
The Face That Launch’d A Thousand Ships
And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?
Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.
Her lips suck forth my soul: see where it flies!
Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again.
Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips,
And all is dross that is not Helena.
I will be Paris, and for love of thee,
Instead of Troy, shall Wittenberg be sack’d;
And I will combat with weak Menelaus,
And wear thy colours on my plumed crest;
Yea, I will wound Achilles in the heel,
And then return to Helen for a kiss.
O, thou art fairer than the evening air
Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars;
Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter
When he appear’d to hapless Semele;
More lovely than the monarch of the sky
In wanton Arethusa’s azur’d arms;
And none but thou shalt be my paramour!
~ Christopher Marlowe
As I reflect on the movie “Dead Poet’s Society” and how the character played by Robin Williams played an interesting role in the life of his students, I am reminded of a similar teacher when I was at school. I was 15 years old, second year in high school, and gaining a whole lot of new teachers. I already had my thoughts on some of them. English was one of those subjects that I was okay with but 1977 this teacher changed my whole view of English and how much fun it could be. I learned to love reading novels. I could not get enough of poetry. I loved to write (not so much being critiqued). I loved topical projects although speaking them in class was always a little nerve wrecking.
Over the years, I have had numerous teachers, but there are few that really stand out in my mind. Most of them fall within the English, History or Photgraphy category. Donald McKenzie was my final year English teacher and also the photography teacher. Vera Castleman was a teacher that I worked with on photography, as well as speech and drama. David Randall was my technical drawing and speech and drama teacher. William Smith was my history teacher. Today I learned of the passing of another teacher that stood out in my mind as a teacher who made an impact on my school life. Patrick Collyer was my English teacher second year in high school.
He was young, he was energetic, he was fun. Patrick did not just make English another subject you had to complete in school, He made English enjoyable. He made you want to read more. He inspired you want to learn more. Poetry was not just an English lesson but a History lesson as well. I fondly remember the week we were to read a poem about Helen of Troy, and Patrick came into class and said this is the poem we are required to complete but before we do that here is a little bit about the poem…..3 days later we finally got to reading the poem.
He was a man before his time in so many ways. He had yet to be jaded by students who did not care, nor the rigors and boundaries of a school system. Patrick only spent one year as my English teacher, but for me, it was a year that brought about change for me.
Today if you look at my bookshelves, you will find poetry books, novels, set books from years ago, books that I hold onto and value. I have become a book collector. I love the feel of books. I love to meander through the pages of time.
Teachers are very often overlooked in the bigger scheme of things, but it is teachers to whom we entrust our children to take care of them, to educate them, and to instill in them a passion to learn. Patrick Collyer was a teacher that I could look up to. He intrigued me with the stories, he drew me in. My school lost a great English teacher when Patrick moved on to teach at a different school.
I will remember him with great fondness, and a gratefulness for the passion he instilled in me.
In the words of Walt Whitman 1865,
O Captain! My Captain!
Encountering Burrowing Owls…
Posted on January 17, 2015
If you have never encountered a Burrowing Owl, then you are missing out on a real treat. Burrowing Owls are exactly what they called. They nest in burrows in the ground. July 2014, I had the privilege and pleasure, of observing these cute little characters. A friend had mentioned that she knew where some were and would take me to see them. I was pretty excited. If you have not gathered this by now, I love nature. I grew up taught to appreciate and respect nature, to keep a reasonable distance so as not to encroach in their natural area, and to only take photo’s.
Burrowing Owls are just over the length of a ruler in height and small in frame. The Male tends to stand taller than the female, and the female tends to be heavier in build than the male. That aside they look very similar. Juveniles lack the spotting on the front of the owl.
Our first encounter was a very shy Burrowing Owl. It watched us from the inner sanctuary of it’s burrow. Once we realized it was not going to come out we moved on to the next cordoned off area.
Our first glimpse of this little one was of it deep inside it’s hole. But the interesting thing about Burrowing Owls is that they are very curious and do not seem to be afraid of coming out when there are people around. The area has sufficient space between the cordoning and the burrow for it not to feel threatened, but close enough for a zoom lens to pick it out. Curiosity won the day and slowly but surely this little one emerged.
This particular Burrowing Owl seemed to be alone, or the mate was still hiding in the burrow, and we were interested in viewing a family of Owls and so we moved on to higher ground and a new spot. And this is where we came across a pair of Burrowing Owls, and all the fun began. This is truly where I fell in love with these curios characters. Enjoy their antics.
Sadly we did not get to view an entire family and most definitely this would be a trip worth taking again in late April after the chicks have hatched. If you get a chance to view a family of Burrowing Owls I would encourage you to take the opportunity and go and see them. They are amazing little characters.
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