adventure

Goodbye Steve Jobs

Travel well and shine your light.

“We don’t get a chance to do that many things, and every one should be really excellent. Because this is our life.

Life is brief, and then you die, you know?

And we’ve all chosen to do this with our lives. So it better be damn good. It better be worth it.”

Or, Follow the Yellow Brick Road

This is one of my favorite images from my tenure in New Mexico. When I’m feeling particularly squeezed by life’s seemingly impossible demands, I find myself seeking this image out in my archives. For me, it represents complete freedom.

Or, How a Cheap Camera and a Thousand Dollars Worth of Software Can Work For You

My parents are retired, but not retiring. As a matter of fact, they’ve begun to range far and wide. Over this past summer, they set off on what I’ve begun to refer to as their Grand Adventure. They recently purchased a gigantic ‘Monster Bus’, a sort of land yacht RV thing, the type of thing you might see certain rock stars ensconced in. My mother had never seen the great American west or southwest and it had been decades since my father had. They set off on a 45 day ‘walk about’, following the setting sun.[…]

Or, The Dead Help us Know We’re Alive

On a recent trip to Boone, North Caroline, we stumbled upon two very old cemeteries. There is something about finding an old gravestone from someone who has already been in the ground for 131 years, that just puts you right in your place. We get to thinking that we and our troubles, causes and concerns are so important. And then, BAM! You realize that none of it will matter in 100 years. Kind of puts it all into perspective.

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Or, Seeing Wildlife Other than Street Hustlers and Junkies is a Good Thing

I know I mentioned it before, that we live in the heart of urban Midtown, Atlanta. I can honestly say I am glad to have had this experience.

When I was younger, oh so much younger, I used to daydream about all the different ways I wanted to experience living. One of them was that fantasy of living right in the heart of a vibrant city, wherein I would walk right down to the street and skip happily along, just like Marlo Thomas in That Girl. I’d stroll past fresh flower vendors, shop at my local corner grocer, frequent my neighborhood coffee shop slash bookstore and bump into friends, neighbors and acquaintances all along the way, as I made my way to a fabulous city park for a bench with a view. Hmmmm…..don’t forget the baguette and fragrant cheese either.

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Or, How a trip to the ‘burbs proves there’s no place like home….?

Saturday was the Second Annual Worldwide Photo Walk. Somehow I fell off the planet and only just found out about it on Thursday, two days before the event. I have NEVER been accused of paying close attention to…um…details. Anyway, the general Atlanta metro area was hosting no less than 7 different walks in 6 different locations. Of course, most of them were already filled to capacity. Did I mention this MAMMOTH event only came into my consciousness on Thursday? Late on Thursday? VERY late on Thursday?

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Mementos from a lovely afternoon in Bangkok

I traveled to Bangkok, Thailand in May of 2009 for surgery. I am one of the growing number of Americans that are now ‘self pay’, which is a euphemistic way of saying I am uninsured. I will not go into the details of my surgery, other than to say I had a very positive medical experience in a state-of-the-art hospital for a fraction of the cost in America. That includes the round trip airfare for TWO, a private hospital room with a bed for my traveling companion, AND a 2 week stay in a 5 star hotel to recuperate before the journey home.

These are a few of the shots I was able to take on my limited post surgery ‘walk abouts’.

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