Tag: walking

The other day as I was walking down the street past a construction area, I saw a cloud of dust. My first thought was: What’s making that dust and can it make a good picture?! I continued for a few more paces and could hear what sounded like brushes on concrete. As it turned out, that’s exactly what it was! As I approached the cloud, I could hear the machine and the brushes, but could only see dust. The sun…

When I awoke this morning, I made a quick check of the weather app on my phone. As I viewed the information, a small groan escaped my lips. This groan was similar to the groan that “happens” in the summer when I see that it’s 82 degrees and 100 % humidity. I know that it’s gonna be a sweat fest from the first step across the threshold. However, a sweat fest was certainly of no concern on this particular morning…

If I’m being honest, I have to admit that I’m a middle of the book kind of guy as far as technical books go. I like to dive right in, figure the good stuff out, and then work my way through the book, using the index, to cover the bits that I need to know right now. I think that they might call that impatient, but I’m not sure. 😉 Rarely do I read a technical book, especially about cameras…

Well, the calendar indicates that we, here in the northern hemisphere, are at the beginning of winter. However, I had a bit of a different experience this morning, a bit of “fall”. I decided to walk through the woods yesterday evening, enjoying the long shadows and the the diffuse light common in the wintertime. That was great, so, I decided to do it again this morning. It was a bit chilly, 25 degrees F with a bit of wind, giving…

So, in my previous post, Paul vs. The Volcano, I talked about the hike up Pacaya. Once we reached the top, the guides said: Let’s go “down” into the lava fields. What? That means we’d have to climb back up! I’ve already down lots of up-climbing. Can’t we stay here? 😀 Well, I may have ridden a horse, but I’m no quitter! Away we go. Down. Down. Down. As I found out later, when we came back up, we had…

As my last act on my final full day in Antigua, Guatemala, I decided to climb a volcano. Actually, the decision was made a week or two before. I had solicited the opinions of a few people. None of them said that it was difficult; however, as I’ve learned before, opinions are based on the person’s own experience. What may not be difficult to you may be difficult to someone else, and vice versa. So, what the heck, I decided…

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