The last time I was in Washington, D.C., Barak Obama was president, the Capitol was getting a structural facelift and I stood in the biting cold to take this photo. Today, at the Capitol Joe Biden will be sworn in as our new president (in about 40 minutes) while Kamala Harris will take the oathContinue reading “The Last Time…”
Exactly five months ago I was in the backyard “capturing” images of butterflies. Yesterday, I sat in disbelief watching pro-Trump rioters storm the U.S. Capitol Building on live television. In the end democracy survived despite the damage and four deaths. Joe Biden will be president on January 20 and Kamala Harris will be vice-president. And,Continue reading “Exactly five months ago…”
Took Ivan to the beach yesterday to celebrate in a small way the ebbing of this tide of election insanity. Tragically, the pandemic is raging as we brace for a major family holiday in a few days. The paradox: stay home, wear a mask, see family and friends. The road ahead with vaccines on theContinue reading “The “Road” Ahead…”
In the animal world instinct usually dictates the transition of power. In the photos one scrub jay has a seed, puts it in the mouth of a counterpart, then withdraws it. Seems unfair, or at least mean. (I think the power jay here is teaching the other about eating.)But take our presidential election where theContinue reading “The Transition of Power”
Election drama here. Time for a photo of a honey bee…and another cup of coffee.
At a rally this week Trump whipped his supporters into a frenzy of shouts–Fire Fauci! It sounded like Sieg Heil to me. Chilling. So many people have let themselves be led by one lie after another from Trump. Even if Biden wins, I am disheartened by the hatred and ignorance in our country and abroad.
In this rather odd photo a tiny moth is trapped in a barely visible web cast between the leaves of a coleus. Somehow this capture fits the roller coaster of emotions in a world caught in the middle of a pandemic and the politics of hate.
The nation is texting, in parks, while walking, while driving…everywhere with head down, elbows out. I’m sorry, turn the phone off and breathe, there is a world out there. Find it, then text.
When I walk Ivan I have a mask around my neck, ready to be put in place if someone approaches. My only real fear comes from runners who are breathing heavily with their air bubbles filled with whatever following them. Yesterday, I was passed by three runners, including one pushing a baby carriage. Took thisContinue reading “Social Distancing: When is it safe?”