So, yeah, I am having serious trouble with Spring fever this year. We didn’t go the the beach this week because my perfect spouse contracted the Crud. Postponed until 4-2.
My camera activity is getting an upgrade. I cracked the glass over the function display on my beloved Olympus E-3, so it’s retiring. It’s only good for fair weather action now. My new camera is an Olympus OM-D Mark 10 II: Micro four-thirds, 15.6 Megapixel, 5-way internal stabilization, screamingly fast AF, 8.5 fps, and built-in WiFi. Woof! Until I get it on Monday, here’s a few iPhone shots from yesterday:
Our pink Magnolia is raring to go.
The maximally green-thumbed spouse’s late winter flower basket adorns the deck.
We begged the Camellia and it finally listened.
Water is up to 53F, so the fish are chowing down, their most potent skill.
Deborah C. Tyler is usually interesting to read at American Thinker. Today she’s a must read.
This is perfect:
“Collusion? By personality, Donald Trump is the last person who would secretly collude with anybody. Everybody knows that Trump would not collude with Christ Himself if the chance arose. Collusion is for people who lack confidence in their ability to accomplish a purpose and turn to underhanded methods. If there is one defining feature to Donald Trump’s personality, it is tremendous confidence in the belief that he can accomplish his goals. Collusion is sneaky behavior that gives the other collaborators great power. Trump would not grant that kind of power to anybody.“
We depart for Moab on April 29th, on a three week trip in Domus Aurea, and anticipate a bountiful display by Mother Nature. Have not seen Arches, Canyonlands, or Capitol Reef before, so the anticipation, based on visits to other National Parks, is mounting. That’s an understatement, on second thought! We can’t wait.
Here are three pix from our last road trip to Utah, with a stop at Crater Lake on the way home. The first picture was taken while wading up the Virgin River Narrows in Zion. I tuned this one up in Photoshop, printed it, then the good wife framed it perfectly and hung it over the piano. The second is a general vista shot of Bryce Canyon, and lastly the Lake of all lakes here in Oregon.
Checking out my new iPhone’s camera. Not bad for a no-lens-of-distinction camera.
Maybe our last frosty morning. Buckley, one of only three yard art pieces, stands guard over the pond:
Sun at my back, fish still sleepy:
My first and only really true love!
I make the BEST mocha latte on earth. That’s a Breville frother and a Jura automatic espresso machine, in case you need the secret hardware. The secret ingredient, besides the most powerful French Roast on the planet, is Ghirardelli Black Label Chocolate Sauce. A bit of cinnamon, and you’re off to the races. Not even Kryptonite can slow you down after three of my double-shot beauties!
I can’t wait, and apparently my Full Moon Japanese Maple can’t wait either. This bud popped out on the 25th! Focus is off, but it’s there in the foreground. My fish are looking at me, too, working up to the “feed me daddio!” stare. They aren’t moving much, so I could do a headcount; all accounted for at 24. Few more degrees before they get kibbles again, as the water is only 43.3F and needs to be about 49. The earth here is about 55F, so once the cold winds stop, the water warms fairly quickly.