Ft. Bragg Bluffs

We stayed in a house overlooking these bluffs in Ft. Bragg. In the mornings the abalone divers would park on the edge and bring up their treasures from the sea.

Little Kitty

My mischievous, maddening, devilish Little Kitty. She drives me crazy one minute and then cuddles the next. LK loves to have her picture taken.

Man Amongst Sequoias

During Karl's sabbatical we hiked in Sequoia/Kings Canyon National Park. I had bought a 19mm-24mm lens for the sole purpose of being able to take pictures of these gigantic trees. Karl is the tiny man.

Neighborhood Sunset

Most of my photos are from my travels but sometimes the best images are found close to home. This is my neighbor's house across the street. A blazing sunset was just behind it.

Low Tide

In the Abel Tasman National Park, on the South Island of New Zealand, we took a water taxi up to Torrent Bay and hiked down the Coastal Track from there. We hopped into the taxi, which was then towed into the water by a tractor. At the end of the day we finally reached our destination which was where we picked up the taxi that morning. The tide had receded by almost a mile. It didn't even look like the same cove.

Between the Ice

On our New Zealand trip, Karl and I hiked the Franz Josef Glacier. Some of the crevices were so narrow that people had to remove their backpacks and slide sideways. The glacier changes every day. The guides must rise early in the morning to survey the paths they can safely take the hikers. They create steps up the glacier by chipping away with an ice axe.

In the Pool

On my third night at the Wild Horse Pass resort in Arizona, I finally took a dip in the pool. There were 4 pools in all and at 7pm the water was as comfortable as a warm bath. I swam lazy laps. When I stood up I was puzzled by ripples in the water that soon turned into small waves. The hint of a breeze just 5 minutes earlier had whipped into a mini tropical storm. The chaise chairs were blown into the pools and the umbrellas toppled to the ground. I ran after my clothes flying off one of the chairs and raced towards the hotel with the rest of the poolgoers.

Image of a Storm

Under the safer cover of the hotel patio, I tried to take an "action" shot of the storm as it began to blow through. I was still in my bathing suit with the towel slipping a bit down my hips. While I was taking pictures, a guy with an umbrella cocktail started talking to me. "Do you always swim at this time of the evening? Because if you do, I'd swim with you."

Storm Aftermath

The pool area did not look as relaxing and inviting as the night before the storm.

Chimenea

My favorite photo from Arizona. This chimney fire pit was hidden behind a tall wall and I came upon it by accident. The color and shape contrasted so beautifully with the angles of the building and cactus. I wish this was in my backyard.

Mirrored Trees

The morning after the storm was clear and the sun piercing. I was lucky enough to spot these trees and their calm reflection in the river just before the sun rose too high in the sky.

A Family of Cactus

Many cacti on the resort grounds were lone, single plants. These made me think they were a little family on vacation at the beach.

Between the Walls

A slice of the golf course and the mountains in the distance. Each time I walked down the hotel corridor to my room, I would glimpse a spectacular view of the landscape through narrow windows.