Circle

Circle

lights…rainbow lights…reflected lights…all those colors…

I never understood my generation’s need for drug altered states of mind.

“Wow, man, look at all the colors!”

It’s all right there, for you to see whether or not you partake…(insert drug of choice here).

So when these amazing new magic circles were first introduced, delivering all our music and technology, I quickly discovered their beautiful back sides!

I fell in love with them and have been photographing them ever since.

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Still not sure how to connect this to the Weekly Photo Challenge however.

I have accidentally done it a time or two, and even had help once but am at a loss right now as to how.

Anyway, that’s my thought on “Circle”, for today, at least…

 

Dear Badfish

sorry about the flu but hoping some beach love is re-awakened!

I was to attend a fancy Maui beach wedding once which required “formal beach wear”. Found an appropriate dress but not shoes so shopped several high-end boutiques in Carlsbad, CA asking sweet young sales girls if they sold “beaded thongs”, meaning, of course, the shoe variety. Hey, I thought a flip flop with beads could pass for dressy!

The embarrassed looks on the faces of these young women, thirty years (as well as pounds) my junior, were confusing…but priceless once I figured out what they were picturing as they looked at me (and not at my feet!)

Thanks for the vicarious visit to the beach.

 

…and it was suggested I put the story in my blog. So there it is. The last time I told that story was as an icebreaker at the ritzy rehearsal dinner for a wedding I officiated. (The couple’s parents were Jewish and Christian, but my couple wanted a Buddhist-like wedding.) I figured if I could get all the newly-introduced parents to laugh together, things might go better the next day. Yeah, I know. I’m a martyr…but hey, it worked.

Badfish wrote that he had lived in San Diego eons ago so I responded to that but somehow lost my response AND now can’t even find his comment!

I’ll take the blogging course soon so I have a clue what I am doing. Not that it will guarantee success. Apparently, I have very bad computer karma, or a strange electronic field around me that often causes computer malfunction and death if I so much as wave my hands close to the keyboard. Seriously. When I got a new laptop last year, everyone in my household could make it work just fine, but me? No such luck. It was a mystery that so intrigued the Microsoft Store Assistant Manager, that arrangements were made for a house-call (unheard of) to witness the phenomenon.

Anyway…

Dear Badfish,

I grew up in San Diego (Pacific Beach) but have lived in the glorious Northwest now for many years. I still have places and people to visit in North County (Cardiff, Del Mar, Carlsbad, etc.) which I do as often as I can.  You and I had an exchange before about beaches and you said  “if you’ve seen one, you’ve seen them all”…or something equally jaded. So I started searching through old photos I’ve taken because beaches are one of my favorite subjects.

This is totally an experiment. Here goes.

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Sand Art

 Kinda blurry but I hope you get the idea.

Oh and you asked if I ever found some beaded thongs for that formal beach wedding. Here they are.

Please excuse the sexy socks. It’s freezing here!!!

I wonder if it’s too early for a Hot Buttered RUM! It is New Year’s Eve after all.

Sincerely,

Kathie (of chosenperspectives)

Northwest’s “dark” reputation!

Imagine, after 20 days of the third wettest (and darkest) December in history, you walk out your front door, into the cold bright sunlight….all bundled up, just to get the mail.

And you spot this late blooming rosebud among the dried out rose hips and naked trees long emptied of their  orange and yellow leaves….

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Gatherings explanation?

On September 12th, 2001, out of sheer helplessness, I accidentally started a yearly gathering. That first year, in an effort to connect and support, I brought plates of my “grandmother’s chocolate chip cookies” to a couple of stations close to me. Ten years later, on 9/11/11, over 30 women, men and children, baked 57 dozen cookies for our local fire houses as well as for the EMT’s in our city. The tradition grew to include Thank You Cards from kids, and CD’s of 911 music (The Eagles, Springsteen, Alan Jackson, etc.). We divided into 6 teams to deliver to all nine houses.