Layers of paint on this distressed photo frame that also contains a layer of frame upon frame, and a photo of mine of a layer of cream on top of a latte.
Northern California’s Central Valley. Fall colors that are a bit different from what one thinks of in general when contemplating autumn. There are leaves of gold and red in places, yes, but it is the sky and the barren fields having been made ready for winter, the signs of life slowing down, pulling back for a while to rest, that are the colors of fall for me.
If you click on the photo for a full screen view, you will get a little bit more of the feel for my neck of the woods.
…Transitions into Transformative Times
Thoughts tumble and twirl in my mind. A life transition, long thought of as a long time away, is now on my front doorstep. I stand poised on the inside, with a clammy hand on the doorknob, ready to fling open the door to nervously greet this person who waits there, waiting to meet me. We must get to know each other a little more of course, go through those little bits of small talk first, warming up to each other, and realizing that we have so much in common. Yet, there will be a difference I surmise. Ms. Transition has sent ahead word that she feels a certain sense of freedom, and will be ready at a moment’s notice to reinvent herself; all she needs, she has said, is my buy-in, and we can become partners, become as one. She has seen to it that what I should happen upon in my recent readings, quite by happenstance, are the topics of reinventing the self, transformations, transitions. She is seeing that what I need to see at this time, is laid out clearly in front of me.
I think we will be the best of friends, Ms. Transition and I, as I open the door at the end of next week to greet her with open arms.
There will be highways to travel, and cities waiting for our arrival.
The letter T has come at a timely time.
And when the beauty of full flower is spent, a rose is still a rose.
The week’s phoneography challenge is prompted from Lens and Pens by Sally
weaver of hats
weaver of dreams
praising the sun
Thanks to a fellow blogger, I had originally worked this photo in sepia, but tried it in B&W that I really liked. Thanks to Paula, at Lost in Translation for the encouragement.
As I walk past patio windows all throughout the day, I have grown into the habit of glancing out to see which of my bird friends are enjoying the bird bath. I caught two this morning.
Sometimes there is a veritable pool party going on with four or five sparrows inside the bird bath.
…Surfers and their surfboards on the sand at Sunset Beach
If you’re having a bad day, catch a wave ~Frosty Hesson
Have a visit with Frizztext for more on the letter S
Photo taken last month in a field down the street with my Samsung, and edited in Snapseed. A weed? I don’t think so…not how I see it.
Thanks to Sally, at Lens and Pens, for starting off the week with some great phoneography for everyone.
The ARC Gloria, the official flagship of the Colombian Navy, was in the Port of San Francisco last weekend.
It couldn’t have been a more glorious weekend to pay a visit to this wonderful ship from Colombia.
We were met at the ramp onto the ship by shipmen who escorted us onboard where we were given a little tour, and then allowed to roam about to explore.
The ship was commissioned in 1968
I think the sailors are away from home quite a bit, staying in various ports to represent their country as goodwill ambassadors. They seem to stay well connected to friends and family.
Getting around on the ship was fun, and a bit more of a challenge for some more than others.
I have to include the Wikipedia photo of the ship taken at sunset in Cartagena
ARC Gloria: Armada Nacional Republica de Colombia