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Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Paris in April ...

After totally blowing off doing a 'French for Dummies' refresher on bare-bone use of the language, my husband and I started second-guessing our decision to visit Paris in April. London had been so much fun with few language or navigation issues, we immediately regretted not booking a longer stay. Then, 2 days before we were to arrive in Paris, we got notice that our hotel reservations made 11 months earlier had been cancelled.  Any slither of optimism about that leg of our trip was living on borrowed time.  Despite being assured that they would rebook us in a 'sister' hotel, we disembarked the train to a herd of impressively armed police randomingly pulling people aside to inquire about their travel. One glance at each other, a collective sigh said it all, 
"what were we thinking?". 
 The 'sister' hotel turned out to be nice, our room had a view of the top of the Eiffel Tower, and the maitre'd could not have been nicer (or patient - he may or may not have had to open the tricky lock to our room on several occasions). 
It didn't take much time before we began to wonder if perhaps we had cut our time in Paris a little short. 
And talk about a photographers dream; 
I could easily still be muddling around the streets taking pictures.

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

lemonade from lemons...

when you snap a shot, 
find a pole in the middle of the singular image with the boat, 
 you paint.

Monday, May 2, 2016

time consumed ...

I don't know about the rest of you, but with each passing year my days seem to get shorter and it isn't always about what shall I do first, but what 'has' to be done today with everything else delegated to Scarlett O'Hara's proverbial "tomorrow".  Presently I am whittling through photos with the objective of putting together a photo album of our trip.  But which ones?  Some are 'no brainers' like Notre Dame, Big Ben, Eiffel Tower (each taken from every angle); but I don't want to forget the beautiful fountain in Hyde Park from our walk the first evening of our stay; or the Gold Man posing for photos with people along the river bank near the Eiffel Tower who tried from afar to entice me to come closer so he could part me from a few euros for a quick snapshot.  Of course there are the many canal and gondola pictures, but one can not go to Venice without memorializing the countless tchotchke shops that fill your time between photographing the canal, gondolas, and monuments.  And with so many train rides during our trip, the book would be be incomplete without at last a few  photos snapped from a train window (despite my propensity to get a pole in 2 out of every 3 pictures).  After months of struggling with inspiration for pictures, having a treasure trove of pictures is a rich man's problems.

Saturday, April 30, 2016

not photoshopped | unexpected surprises ...

I am always pleased to discover something from my images that wasn't what caught my eye when I took the picture. 
Squared trees. 
I did not see that when I was drawn to the line of trees;
just a quick shot keeping pace on route to something else.

Monday, April 25, 2016

song*ography | Downton Abbey ...

If you are a Downton Abbey fan, the mere sound of the opening notes to the theme song can immediately transport you to the time, the place, the drama.

Our visit to Downton, or more correctly, to Highclere Castle, would have been incomplete without first stopping at the town's village, more properly known as Bampton. And while titillating behind the scene facts and stories would have kept us entertained on our route to the castle, it would have never come close to transporting us to Downton in the way the music can.

We arrived, paid our 20 pence to use the facilities 
(ahem - the next time you forget all the wonderful that is American, picture yourself with a full bladder and not having the correct change ... just saying). 
 Anyway, we arrived and took a short walk that transported us back in time to that quintessential european village so often portrayed in period dramas.

Remember the church - the weddings, the funerals? 
 We didn't get to go inside because they were holding church services because when it is all said and done, this is a real village with real people.

But what was the cherry on top of my estrogen driven time travel adventure that morning was this local citizen who upon passing us with her spunky little dogs, mumbled under her breath "I don't get what all the fuss is about." 
Exactly something my grandmother would have said. 
Now talk about being transported back in time.

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Sunday, April 24, 2016

method or not, there is definitely madness ...

[Village character on way to Downton Abbey]

When you are drawing straws on what does and does not get done, entering a photo contest seems a bit optimistic, definitely frivolous, and slightly procrastinating.

[route to the Swiss Alps]

Here are a few images that didn't make the final cut 
- but ones I like none-the-less.

[alone again, naturally --- Venice transportation]

What has been unanimously confirmed from this trip is the need to get serious about weeding through pictures on a daily basis. As soon as I upload from the day, I need to tag what catches my attention and promptly delete the others. The "I'll come back to it" approach isn't working.

[city bridges in Europe are no small thing]

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Sunday, April 17, 2016

long time ...

Blogging among many other things has taken a back seat lately, but all for good cause. This year is our 25th wedding anniversary, a momentous occasion worthy of more than a card or dozen roses. An occasion for which over the last couple of years (possibly longer) my husband has been plotting, researching, planning, and choreographing a trip to remember. 

So after plane, train, automobile, and several boat rides 
- London, Paris, Zurich, and Venice 
 there will be pictures. 
Lots and lots of pictures, 
and oh so many great memories.