Which do you prefer?
It was a beautiful snowy day,
whether captured in black and white
Sometimes there are very subtle differences.
Not long ago, we had to buy either black and white or color film. We were committed to the results. Now with digital photography we can work magic with our camera’s software or by using programs such as PicMonkey.
Do you edit your photos?
If you enjoyed this you may like Barcelona – A Photo Journal
All photographs were taken with a Sony Nex-3N DSLR and edited in PicMonkey.
Wikipedia – Photography
Wikipedia – Digital Photography
October is fright fest movie month. Even though vampires, witches, zombies and ghosts don’t exist (Wait. I believe in ghosts!), many of us will sit on the edge of our seats, spellbound with pulses racing. We will be held tight by the tension created in these movies.
Foreshadowing is a literary device used also in film, to hint at a future event. The creak of a floorboard, the rustle of the wind, or the banging of a shutter is often followed by a shadowy figure inside the house.
In Alfred Hitchcock’s The Birds, Melanie Daniels (played by Tippy Hedron), enters a pet shop. The canaries go wild. It won’t be long before other cute little birds become predators with outstretched wings, talons, and pecking beaks. Continue reading
Lower Mohawk Lake at the foot of Quandary Peak.
A peek at a peak. Continue reading
It’s time once again to Use Me and Abuse Me, so lets get this party started. Yeah baby! The idea is to introduce yourself, chat up the guests, and pick up some new followers.
Be a star and rock out in the comment section. Meet up and mingle! Continue reading
The ultimate in crowd surfing
Last week, I attended a book signing, a mind-blowing rock concert, checked in with my radiologist, and then went to a writer’s conference where I learned a ton and pitched my book. And those are just a few of my wild highlights. I have so much to tell you and quite a few blog posts to write, but enough about me. This is all about you.
Another Use Me and Abuse Me Day is coming up this Thursday, September 26th. This is your chance to come and mingle with my followers. Who knows? You may pick up a few subscribers. It’s a virtual party where the buffet is always fresh, the barista is ready to create any kind of coffee drink and the bar is open. Continue reading
Photo by Jessica Farris
Drenched by torrential rain over a period of four days, creeks swelled into forceful rivers, dams burst and walls of water cascaded from the foothills all along the Front Range in Colorado. 18.44 inches of rain fell in South Boulder alone, but surrounding areas recorded 14 to 16 inches. Thousands have been evacuated to shelters. 3 died in Boulder County. Nearly 200 are unaccounted for, but many are still being rescued and don’t have access to phones. Yesterday, National Guard helicopters rescued over 550 people and the thwapping of blades could be heard overhead early this morning. Many towns are still completely cut off. Our average rainfall for the month of September is 1.63 inches. This is insane!
Living in a semi-arid state, most expect the occasional forest fire and we’ve had our share. Much of Boulder is located in a one hundred-year flood plain. Our one hundred years are up! This tops any rainfall recorded since 1864. We live on a hill.
A friend of my daughter, Jessica Farris, took these photos in her neighborhood.
1st Street and Gower in Longmont – Jessica Farris
A family canoes in a nearby park – Jessica Farris
It has become a waterpark – Jessica Farris
At first, the welcomed rain seemed like fun to many, something that wouldn’t last and should be enjoyed. College kids played in the underground walkway as water rose to their knees. Click here for video. Others went down streets and the Boulder Creek in inner tubes, but the rivers continued to swell and became violent. Boulder Police began arresting anyone in the rushing water.
I had some fun in the beginning too.
I had to retweet this!
Soon roads closed as rivers overflowed their banks. By Wednesday night, Boulder, parts of Longmont, Lyons and Estes Park were cut off along with many other small towns. It took my son Kelly an hour and a half to drive from Longmont to Niwot which is normally a ten minute drive. The Saint Vrain River cut Longmont in half. He drove north and east before heading south to our house. Determined to find a way back to his home in Boulder, he consulted Coloradotrip.org and navigated frontage roads and side streets with higher topography to wind his way back. It took another 90 minutes for a 20 minute drive. Continue reading
While walking along La Rambla, my husband Danny and I continued our first day’s adventure in Barcelona. We peeked down the narrow walkways and alleys.
Our daughter Courtney had warned us about pickpockets earlier that night at dinner. I held my bag close to my body. My husband Danny kept our euros in a money belt. I never feared for my safety anywhere in Barcelona, but pickpocketing was rampant. Courtney told us not to help anyone from the ground since they create scenes to distract you while fishing for valuables in your bag. Many locals wore backpacks in front of them. One of her friends found a little girl’s hand in his front pocket. He swatted her away. Her father just demurely said, “Sorry.” Other times they would approach with clipboards asking random questions. As the unsuspecting target signed their name, they would rifle through their bag underneath. If a victim sat at a table with their small purse atop, they would set the board on the bag and snatch both before they knew they’d been hit. She said to hold our bags when in the subway since they use the crowds to hide their prowling. Continue reading
After arriving in Barcelona, Spain it sprinkled, creating a wonderful photo opportunity.
My husband Danny and I took the subway to our daughter Courtney’s dorm in the Gracia District. Continue reading
When we receive an email alerting us that someone has subscribed to our blog, it’s exciting. Later when publishing a post, we hope to see the see those new friendly little gravatars pop up in “likes” or “comments.” Most are never seen again. They disappear like Oreos at a Bronco training table.
No one wants to feel like the guy with the microphone speaking to an empty room.
“Hello?” *tap*tap*tap* “Hello?”
I’ve discovered a secret.
You need to meet people. REAL people. Introduce yourself and check each other out. Chat a while. Go to each other’s place and chill. Or better yet, DANCE!
“Where can I do that?” you ask, “I live on an island off the coast of Newfoundland. I haven’t seen anyone for days.”
At another Use Me and Abuse Me Day this Thursday, August 22nd! It’s where all my friends come to meet up, hook up and if it works out, subscribe.
Yeah baby. Rest up. It’s going to be another rager!
Are you ready to party?
Photo taken by Susie Lindau in front of the Hotel de Ville in Paris, France with a Sony Nex 3N