Chattering Monkeys


Wash out all those ghosts cobwebs worrywarts black cloud critters

chattering like monkeys in your swollen brain

swollen brain filled with piston-like repetiton

it’s wrong it’s wrong it’s wrong

not good enough for who? for tin man looking for his heart?

wash out all those ghosts cobwebs worrywarts and black cloud critters

chattering like monkeys in your swollen brain

quickly lay your thoughts out on the page

protect those tender shoots

close the book

walk away

No Easy Walk to Freedom – Nelson Mandela


I open the graffiti marked door and walk into to the studio building.  I walk by storage spaces for our stuff. I walk past Rigo’s studio and  the blackboard where messages are placed. I walk down the hallway past bikes, ladders, big paintings leaning against the walls. I walk by studio doors, the dog greeting me and I stop, and I look at a print that I’ve walked past for years without really seeing.  I stop and look at No Easy Walk To Freedom, a print by Rigo.

America’s Cup – San Francisco

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Two versions

Upper photo jpg – no editing

Lower version Raw CR2 – edited in Lightroom  (Thank you for your suggestion, Dan)

Yesterday we walked up to the racecourse inside San Francisco Bay, sat down and watched the races. The starting line was right in front of us. so were the boats. A large screen on our right projected graphics of what was happening, explained the rules and presented closeups of the men sailing.

After a few years of putting to rest my Canon DSLR camera ( it was too heavy),  I brought it out –  couldn’t remember where the card slot was!

Out came my   telephoto lens. This lens went to South Africa with me. I call it my giraffe lens.

Oh my, I forgot what beautiful photographs these nice cameras make.

This is just straight out of the camera, jpg version not raw version. Changing the exposure just wasn’t right for me. This was the day, not digital, but soft. This was nature’s filter, the fog. Well, the whites could be a teenie bit whiter… never satisfied. Any suggestions?

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World Lion Day


In 2007 my husband and I went on Safari to Botswana. Sitting in an open Toyota Land Cruiser, we were searching for animals. Cameras out, binoculars scanning the landscape, we were ready to go! We sat there for about 5 minutes. Then I looked down at the side of the road and right there  was a lion looking up at me! No worries with either of us. I started clicking and she just blinked her eyes in the sunlight. You can alway click on the image to enlarge photograph.

You can see more photographs and drawings from this trip in categories under Africa.

Marina’s blog today brought my attention to World Lion Day. Check out her blog, too.

Happy World Lion Day.

The First “wild animal” I Saw

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Actually, the first animal I saw on our safari was a warthog. He was right at my feet as I walked down the path to our hotel room when  we arrived in Botswana. I stopped to take a picture. He stopped grazing and lunged his stocky body at me, made some kind of grunt and walked off. My heart was in my throat as I timidly followed the path to my room.

Lion Camouflage

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The night before we heard the male lion’s roar near camp. I got a glimpse of him in the darkness as he walked by. Early in the morning we went out in a beaten up old dusty green two door Toyota Land Cruiser. Our guide was in the front seat. My husband and I shared the back seat. This lion blended in with the landscape so well that I didn’t see her for about five minutes. I had been looking out in the distance, camera ready, when I looked down right in front of me. There she was, looking straight at me. We had a photo session together, then she quietly stood up and walked away.