Do the pines always have this much color? I've been watching this one. When the blossom first came out, the center was bright pink.
Monday, May 25, 2015
Sunday, May 24, 2015
Astoria, Oregon, May 24, 2015
Today I wasn't looking for special images. It was the day itself that was special. I rode my bike. I took a walk. And I'm OK. It will be five years ago on May 31 that I took that final long walk that started my downhill slide into parathyroid disease and the horrible 3-year recovery. I'm doing better now every day or at least every few days, and this is the second time I've been to Sunday market in three, four, or even five years. Living so close, I used to go all the time. It was nothing to pop on the backpack and come home with some veggies or arnica lotion.
I had planned to ride my bike to Sunday Market, walk a block or so, take a few photos and ride home, but the bike shop was only another block beyond this point, and the tire tubes needed a check. When they said they needed the bike for a few days to a week, I took stock of the distance and said OK.
I walked back to Sunday Market and moseyed around. First stop was the food court in the bank parking lot, although I didn't eat anything. I felt thrilled that I felt I could "mosey" at all.
The bank parking lot also has a band each week. I don't know the name of this band, or if it was just friends playing together. I'm also not sure if they were local, but Astoria has a lot of excellent musicians. They were playing bluegrass, which I sometimes enjoy, but I decided to move along.
Coming back through the food court. This Indian food booth is from a local restaurant I really like.
Sellers, stalls, and always people pushing babies.
A lot of different products are sold, but you have to make it yourself or grow it yourself.
Dogs like Sunday Market.
Leaving on Marine Drive. The back side of the food court. "Awesome Crab Cakes." I didn't have any, but they probably are :-)
Walking home down Marine Drive.
Thursday, May 7, 2015
It's not too far, but I walked here, and then farther down the Riverwalk.
Tuesday, May 5, 2015
The main thing about this photo is that I was there. I did it. I rode my bike another day. I rode as far as the Peacock, a pilot boat now permanently anchored in a parking lot. (It will be in other photos.) I may backdate a few more "end of the ride" and "end of the walk" photos. Like this one, most were taken with my phone. Well, we will see. My laptop didn't like handling this photo very well.
Friday, March 20, 2015
Monday, March 16, 2015
The evening colors were gray and pale, and I wondered if I would get any photos I liked. Yet we waited in the cold until the sun was lost beneath the horizon. Unusual things can happen when light enters the camera's lens, and this strange gold was unexpected.
Sunday, March 15, 2015
The Astoria-Megler Bridge
I feel like I've posted this somewhere already, but it may have been on the Astoria Daily Photo Facebook page, which I have given over to Rich Kraft so I can find time for this blog and other activities. This is one of the first photos where I noticed that I enjoyed looking at a wider, shorter image. The reason? When you enlarge it to full screen on my laptop, which has a screen wider than it is tall, I feel like I'm inside the image. I could have made this image larger, though. I was just getting the hang of it.
Saturday, March 14, 2015
Spectacled Owl (Pulsatrix perspicillata)
Woodland Park Zoo
We had been to see the tapirs as usual, and as we walked down a path toward another part of the zoo, we encountered a volunteer, Libbie Mistretta, with the most beautiful owl perched on her hand. She was introducing passers-by to this spectacled owl, which can be found all the way from Mexico to Argentina. I love the detailed snowflake-look of the feathers in front of its eyes. I posted a photo of this same owl earlier.