Going through my photographs, this one threw me for a moment… What is this perspective? Slightly dizzying. I don’t remember climbing the tree, but then, maybe I do. We camped just one night, on Marrowstone Island, at Fort Flagler.
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Going through my photographs, this one threw me for a moment… What is this perspective? Slightly dizzying. I don’t remember climbing the tree, but then, maybe I do. We camped just one night, on Marrowstone Island, at Fort Flagler.
I took this in 2015, early morning. This is for photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #100, more water reflections. There is still quite a bit of blue….
Today is my father’s birthday and I miss him quite a bit, since he died in 2013. This picture was taken in clinic at the opening party. I left a message for another friend, also a singer, who has the same birthday.
Sad but I am happy thinking of him and I am still in the chorus that he helped start, Rainshadow Chorale.
Mostly I post photographs from outdoors, but this is clinic Friday afternoon. Mordecai took off her feather boa, wig and headdress and came into the exam room to add to a visual discussion about the sacroiliac joints. Mordecai is a plastic skeleton and her sacroiliac joints are attached incorrectly but conveniently for the sellers. After all, her bones don’t have the weight of a real skeleton nor does she have tendons or muscles or skin to connect everything. She is sitting beside my Netter Atlas of Human Anatomy, which I use in clinic every day. To show the knee ligaments and menisci, to show the back muscles, to show the connections of the psoas muscle….
Many thanks to Dr. Netter’s brilliant paintings and also to Mordecai for their help!
Early morning at the Wooden Boat Festival with the ferry heading from Port Townsend over to Whidby Island. I took this in September 2016, zooming in to catch the ridge of the Cascades and the early light.
Here is Boa, in my kitchen, black with blue highlights. She used to sit in front of the vents when the 1979 propane furnace worked. Now I have a heat pump, high on the wall in the kitchen. The closest she can sit is up on the two chairs that tuck in the end of the counter. She is 12 years old and less interested in going outside this cold winter. She misses the kids and the other cat, who was hit by a car three years ago. She likes it when the kids come home, and when they leave again, she is a little bit blue…..
I took this in June 2014. I like the mostly blue again and the juxtaposition of different technology and transportation. Threes and thirds and blues and whites…. and the sliver of brown…..
I keep thinking of Alice and rabbit holes and modern rabbits with this picture. Not down the rabbit hole but up the rabbit stairs. This rabbit is at home at the top of the stairs and waiting. What would today’s version of Alice look like?
The last and darkest blues and blacks in my moon rise series. This time I am zoomed in. I love the light on the upper edge of the cloud as well as in the middle. I was cold and went home…. blue and bluest…
I took this yesterday, right in the street in front of my house. Was it one car, leaving this trail? I don’t know.
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