This morning, I woke up when I heard a "Thunk!" against my window. I thought, "What was that?" and got to look. On my small balcony, I saw the source. It looked like a brown-grey blob that, to my unawake eye, seemed like a large seed or demolished toy of some sort. I figured someone threw it, but who and why? All sorts of strange thoughts- maybe it was something someone shot, not realizing it would hit someone's house? Maybe some neighborhood kid found this thing and just threw it, again, not realizing it would hit? All sorts of strange, sleepy thoughts. I decided to investigate.
After pulling my jeans on (after all someone could be out there, I don't need to flash the neighborhood), I stepped out on the balcony and there, in the cold pre-dawn, was my little blob--a tiny bird, just sitting there, dazed, probably wondering, "what the hell just happened??"
I scooped it up and it just sat in my hands, blinking up at me. It was a little warbler. I went downstairs and sat outside with it, waiting for it to recover from its shock. At least in my hands, it had warmth. We just sat there, it blinking up at me, me staring at it in wonderment. A few times it closed its eyes and napped, but at my slightest movement would look back up at me.
Finally, it flittered a few feet away to an empty plant pot on the table, and studied me from there. Sitting in the cold morning air, my nose started betraying me and, as much as I tried to stifle it, I sneezed, startling my little friend to the fence, a little further away.
Now, knowing it was recovering, I slowly got up and grabbed my camera. It wasn't afraid, and sat there looking at me while I took some photos of it as the sun came up. Finally, it recovered enough to fly off into the nearby trees.
Tuesday, January 07, 2014
As January progresses, we are finally getting some winter-ish weather down here in South Florida. Of course, the rest of the country is having a much colder time of it than we are, with many areas dipping into the single digits and negatives (and mind you we're talking fahrenheit…32F = 0C!), which is quite unusual.
During the five years I lived in Maryland, the coldest I saw was 14F, and that was more than enough for this Florida girl, thank you very much. Now, if you look at the map above, the light purple area is the coldest…and if you're not familiar with the states of Minnesota and Wisconsin, they are the two upper states in the middle almost completely light purple. That's cold country, folks.
And my first year moving from Florida to Maryland, my work actually sent me to that cold country in December. I arrived at night, and the pilot was announcing the weather as we were landing, -27F. They then warned of frostbite for any uncovered skin in less than 5 minutes. Oh boy! Lucky me!
By the time we landed and I had to go outside to get my rental car, I had hat, coat, gloves, and my scarf wrapped around my face, with only my eyes visible. Hey! I can do this!! I had to give myself extra time in the morning to go turn the car on, let it warm up and scrape any ice that might be on the windshield. Yes, winter is so much fun.
However, a strange thing happened. I was there all week. By the end of the week, it had warmed up to a balmy -1F, and I actually was able to dodge the coat and go for a walk wearing just jeans, tee under a turtleneck and hat and gloves! Miracle of miracles! I wasn't even cold. It was actually quite beautiful.
Sunday, January 05, 2014
After we'd all eaten and sat around talking and laughing and the table was clear and the dishes were in the dishwasher, I took a stroll down to the beach in an effort to not break at least one of my New Year's resolutions on the first day of the year! To the north lay bright blue skies; to the south, an ominous black cloud, which looked like it was heading our way. Common sense told me to turn around before the rain started, and I thought, "BAH! I'm not turning around till I see the damn beach!" And on I walked. On the boardwalk, I could feel the sprinkling rain beginning, like the spray from a sprinkler when the wind blows. Undeterred, I walked on…
And there, right on the beach, a rainbow emerging right out of the ocean. And so, here it was, the beginning of the year, and I was able to see a rainbow being born out of the water. I'll take that as a good sign.
**(And in case you were wondering, yes, it started raining harder. I figured I'd get drenched walking home, but who should pull up in the car to give me a ride home but one of my sisters! Yes!)
Wednesday, January 01, 2014
All I can say is that if last night was a portent of the year to come, 2014 will be a great year, filled with friends. love and laughter!
I've been putting in a lot of hours at work lately, which is great, but the whole life/work balance can get a bit skewed. I wasn't sure what I would do last night, as I told a friend of mine, "I just want to go to the beach," but I knew I didn't want to go alone, that would have been a drag, no?
I ended up with the next best thing-friends of mine play in a band, and they were scheduled to play in a little town north of here, and it happened to be right on the water!
So, I got to spend time with friends I adore, listening to great music, and being able to look out on the water, with all the lights twinkling! Yes!!
So, Happy New Year to all!! May 2014 bring great memories!
Thursday, December 19, 2013
I've been shooting digitally for years now. There are great things about it-you can instantly see what you did! You can change things! If you made a (minor) mistake, it can be photoshopped! nice!
I miss the touch and suspense of film. There is something about shooting film that engages my soul, more so than shooting digitally and sitting in front of the computer all day manipulating images. I realized a little while ago that I actually do not enjoy computer editing quite so much. Just sitting there. Only the fingers moving. The rest of me still and sedentary. Oh, it's definitely much more flexible, but maybe I'm just old-school.
I enjoy the tactile sense of clicking and either forwarding the film myself or hearing the whirr as the camera forwards the frame. And then the mystery and suspense of whether you go it or not, which is kind of ironic as you'd think digital would be hog-heaven for this girl that likes to read the end of the story first, and then go back and find out how it got there. And that is a nice thing about digital…instant gratification.
But, yet…something is missing. I need to re-connect. I need to shoot some film.
Thursday, December 12, 2013
So, it's two weeks till Christmas. I've been back in Florida since 2009 and life is good. I've got my warmth back. I no longer have to carry a sweatshirt with me everywhere I go! In fact, today the weather bug is predicting highs of over 80F. Yes, that is correct. 80+. Mid-december. And I have to go to work. No beach for me. It's killing me.
And actually, I must confess. I can't say I would mind a little nip in the air. No rain please, but just a little nip would be quite nice right about now. (Of course, with my luck, instead of a little nip, Jack Frost will sneeze his icy cold snot down here and we'll get a big chill. It's happened before. Unseasonably warm, lovely weather followed by record-breaking lows. I hope not.)
So, for now, I will head off to work, dreaming of the beach. Maybe my next day off I'll shrug off all the other things I need to get done and haul ass down there, even if just for a bit!
Wherever you are, stay warm, stay well and happy holidays!
So, as any of you still reading this blog know, I started another blog, which is more travel/photo based. And then I got caught up with work. The days I don't work, I'm trying to get things done that I can't do while working-like chores, errands, catching up with family and friends. All blogs have languished.
And, even though I started the other blog, I am still attached to this one, it was after all my first blog! And this is more of a personal space for me to write. So, I'm keeping it. And I will start again. While this does go out into the eternal blogosphere, the personal reasons are stronger-have you ever gone back and re-read blog entries you wrote at a different time in your life? I've read some old blogs and have been pleasantly surprised at myself. It feels like finding an old part of me, one that has since changed and morphed into today, but with that little bit of blog entry, I can go back for a bit. Sometimes I laugh, other times, I can be proud at what I achieved, and other times, cringe (all the while knowing I've gotten past it.)