Don't hate us because we are travellers

Well...

We are off to do some more diving over the coming holiday week.

Going to the "usual" spot, except we are staying at in a resort up north this time...hopefully, sis will be less bored while goofy and i go do the diving thing. :)

I'll be posting more then about the adventures we have...

Until then, take care and be good!

Cheers!

Magic

Sponge Bob Pictography

A sampling of K's "Sponge Bob" series. Note the use of light, dark, flash...the first image is depicting the fleeting moment between talking and whistling; the second, the "star" within the Star; and the third; well...it is just as obvious as obvious can be, isn't it?

Brilliant! Brilliant! Brava!

Pigs

K's first photo project was looking for and "capturing" some of the pigs hidden around downtown Seattle.

Since we were downtown last night for the premiere of "Young Frankenstein" (awesome, by the way), we decided it would be a good opportunity to get some pig pics.

Here are her perspectives on three of them...and a long shot of two. :)

K's first pics

Our own K is on the road to becoming a photographer.

Yesterday, she learned how to use a digital camera.

The hard part for me was trying to "help" her decide what to take pictures of. I finally told myself, that they are her pictures, her "eye", and she could take as many pictures of sponge bob on the plasma as she saw fit. (It was hard for me though :).

When left to her own, without any help from Mom or aunties, she has a very interesting perspective. Good eye...arty even. I especially love the hands photo (included here). I didn't see her take the pic, don't even know where/what it is for sure, but I think it's one of my faves.

Here are a couple of her first pics..."Jazz Hands", "Pacific Place Skylight", and "Paramount". Let us know what you think!

Open the podbay door...

It was time to call the septic guy out. Loud banging noises from the timer were what did it finally. Almost incessant clicking, whirring, thumping. We wanted him to check to see if something was wrong with the timer/alarm thingy...

Turns out that we hadn't pumped the tanks in a long time (or perhaps ever), so...

He'd asked that we dig up the tank hatches. We thought that we knew right where they are. And we did...for two of them. Apparently, there are three (when you count the pump tank - who knew?).

When he arrived to check things out, he's like "where's the third hatch?"

I'm like..."uhm...what?"

So, we used a big old iron bar and dug around a bit...didn't find it though.

This is where Chris (Gardener) comes in. He'd dug up the other two hatches, took out the plants, that kinda stuff. So we called him back in and said..."the septic guy says the third hatch should be around here."

So Chris dug...and dug...and probably cursed...and dug some more. Until he found the pump...tank. About 3 feet down it was. Frustrated, hot, tired...he went home (after a beer and a couple of cokes).

Now...goofy starts digging around with the big bar. Certain that the hatch has been found...calling Chris...

Arriving a bit less enthusiastically than before...he dug where the bar was...no hatch there tho. Turns out it was about two feet north of where goofy thought it was.

The good news is we found it. Chris and I actually celebrated...beer and staring at the hatch...won't lose it again, I think, as we are going to install homing beacons this time.

August...already

I spent most of my morning cleaning my car :)

It's actually bliss for me, taking the time to wash, wax, clean, organize (yeah, me :)...seeing the difference before my eyes. Relaxing time to think about everything and nothing as the whims come and go. It's a luxury too, as not often is there time to while away a morning...

Can it be a metaphor?

Is cleaning your car, simply another way of spending time to organize your thoughts? Get things aligned (a bit) again? Make lists, cross things off? Prioritize? Center?

Contemplative, cathartic, satisfying....

All of that, probably...but it's also...cleaning the car, on a hot August morning in the 'burbs of Seattle.