Category: Personal

Last Thursday, I was about to head out of the door, on the way to the airport for my trip to Columbus, OH, when I realized that I didn’t have a camera with me. I stopped short of the door, grabbed a camera, then put it back down. My thought, at that moment was: No. Not this time. I just want to enjoy and participate, not be on the job. Sure, the family loves when I take photos, as do…

One of the interesting things about travel is that, if you want to, you get to learn quite a bit about local customs and how people solve problems. A couple of days after I arrived in San Miguel, Neils asked if I had had any problem near my hotel, with roof dogs. I paused, thought for a moment, wondering if perhaps his Canadian accent had thrown me off (eh?), and admitted that I had no idea what a “roof dog”…

Sometimes, there’s a philosophical split between being a homeowner and a photographer, in particular, where lawn care is concerned. 🙂 It’s spring and all manner of plants are starting their growth cycle. Trees are blossoming, grass is turning green, and of course, the weeds are a growin’. My back yard is filling with henbit, a springtime weed that dies back as the weather gets warmer. Today, I was in the backyard enjoying the warm temperatures, noticing the bees buzz back…

Six degrees of separation is the theory that everyone and everything is six or fewer steps away, by way of introduction, from any other person in the world, so that a chain of “a friend of a friend” statements can be made to connect any two people in a maximum of six steps. It was originally set out by Frigyes Karinthy and popularized by a play written by John Guare. Those of you who have been visiting for a while…

This week, I am in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico, or SMA. While following Niels Henrikson, on Facebook, I noticed that he was going to leave Toronto, Ontario, Canada in early December and head down to SMA for a few months, until the end of March. I contacted him and asked if he would mind if I made a visit to SMA. He said that he’d be glad to show me around. So, here I am, some 3 months later…

Hobbs: October 31, 1999 – February 15, 2013 My heart had been heavy, for quite a few weeks, my mind laboring intensely about what was the “kind” thing, the “right” thing to do. I’d read so many articles about euthanasia, understanding not only what it was, but when it was appropriate, and, like most things, everyone has an opinion. Actually, I had probably already made the decision as I watched the decline of my good friend, Hobbs; however, I wanted…

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