Archive for the ‘Photopo’ Category
Wonder what it was about those carnie guys… from here, they look like boozing, womanising, low-life losers – the kind you’d cry your eyes out if your daughter ever took up with one. Back when I was fifteen, they were the next best thing to a rock star – and just as interested in me… Sigh… it will always be the dream…
It would seem this would be a cause for joy, after all – the birds are free. Or, if those birds are long dead, there are no replacements held in captivity. And yet, this intricate cage, at the side of the road, forgotten… makes me wonder if the captor has flown as well. She will not be back either.
Yes, I have cruising on the brain again… the cheap details are coming out for early next year. Spotted one tonight on Holland America from Hong to Beijing, then Shanghai then Incheon and Jeju (the last two being in South Korea.) 14 nights… less than $100 per night per person… of course there will be the bloody expensive Chinese Visa… and the airfares to Hong Kong, so it’s not quite the song the cruise in this photo was…
This was sailing out of Auckland in September on the MS Volendam. And while those perfectly lined up and manicured loungers may look inviting, it was cold and windy – a perfect day to sail, not for lounging around getting sun…
The gazebo in the moonlight… how romantic… or… actually, I always thought they were a bit spooky at night, a bit chilling. The monsters could definitely get you with no trouble. Zombies, mummies, werewolves, and of course both Dracula and Frankenstein.
The first time I ever heard the word pronounced was in an old movie I don’t recall the name of. And the actress called it a ga-zay’-bow… and I just loved the sound of that, how it filled up my mouth and rolled off my tongue. Try it – you’ll never go back to boring old ga-zee-bow.
Isn’t it ironic? Is it? Maybe no. Maybe not at all.
Is Orwell even read any more or is he fading into the dimming past? He seems more relevant today than ever before in my lifetime.
Though he became so politically incorrect, excoriated by both the left and the right, I enjoyed almost everything he wrote. And I appreciated his firm belief that there was no point in using a four syllable word if there was a one syllable one that would do the job. I suppose I also identified with Winston Smith more than I obvious cause for. And of course all animals are equal, just some are more equal than others…
I was just wishing for a sojourn to Jura last night.
Btw – this giant Buddha is actually Guanyin Bodhisattva, (thank you irisbass for the gentle reminder) and is in Penang. A treasured relic, it was being repaired – thus the fence. Oddly, an identical replica has been built of metal – and looks nothing like this. Click here to go to a Malaysian site about the temple and statue.
Just a garden variety butterfly flitting around a garden variety garden.
There’s nothing wrong with the garden variety, you know…
We can’t all be fiery hothouse creations
Mad with passion
Demanding non-stop attention
Showing off in front of the whole wide world.
Some of us quietly do what we’ve got to do
and carry on with the day.
Apologies for putting two of these little globes up in a row, but I’ve had a bit of fun making them, experimenting with different types of subjects. Landscapes are the easiest to work with as long as you’ve got a bit of variety in the terrain. But anything that can be shot or cropped to a panoramic perspective will do the job…
This was shot off the MS Voledam as we returned to Auckland from our cruise last month… Rare for Auckland to have such brilliant skies!