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?”
The pandemic has forced Carmel-by-the-Sea to limit the use of its world famous beach to those who “exercise,” meaning, sun bathing not allowed while masks are required if social distancing is not possible. Took this photo yesterday–those are my size 11’s–of a bare beach, at least from the camera’s perspective. I walked Ivan, the rescueContinue reading “Empty Beach…”
These kayaks are sheltering place during the pandemic. This summer will be a time to remember, but at what point…in time? Currently, we are in a nightmare with sunny skies and birds chirping and then I read today’s obits. We aren’t at the point of looking back, rather, it is all about keeping our headsContinue reading “Covid Summer”
Statues of Father Junipero Serra have been defaced this week in California. He’s the 18th-Century priest who led the establishment of missions in this state and purportedly resorted to cruel and unusual punishment of natives in order to construct buildings and foster allegiance to the Catholic Church. The history books of the past gloss overContinue reading “Unrest”
The news is grim. Coronavirus upticks in parts of the country are triggering fear of a second wave of infections and deaths here and abroad. The cell phone video has proven to be a new, effective arm of justice, opening the eyes and hearts of those who have been blind to institutional biases against peopleContinue reading “Monday Hope and Anger”
Last evening two cyclists approached California’s capitol building in Sacramento in a bike lane. The second photo is what was in front of them and behind me. Downtown Sacramento has bike lanes all over, making it an easy city to maneuver on two wheels, save for the occasional idiot who flings a parked car doorContinue reading “Bikes Have a Place and so do Masks”
Into the winter light crept a rainbow. I realize rainbows arc, they don’t creep, but those are the words “I saw” when I looked up in joyful surprise for a new day, perhaps, one of hope. Tragically, I took this shot four years ago–the hope from that day is fading fast under the politics ofContinue reading “Winter Rainbow”