Easing Back In



I can’t believe it’s been about seven months since my last post! Where have I been? At work mostly.

Last year our company made some changes. For several months, we adjusted to new schedules, deadlines, teams, flows. For awhile, I couldn’t garner the energy to do anything outside of work. But now, I think we are settling back into a steady rhythm.

I’ve been missing photography. It’s funny how much the act of focusing makes me happy. I enjoy sitting and taking in all the light and shadows and shapes. I enjoy composing in my head. I enjoy framing something boring and making it a little more interesting. I’m not great at it, but I enjoy the striving to be better.

That’s been on my mind a lot these days. Striving to be better.

So I am back. Still busy at my day job but determined to get back into my groove.




Two from Safari Park

Flamingo island
Mama warthog
The San Diego Zoo has a sister park, about 30 miles north, called Safari Park. It is where the zoo conducts conservation programs. Safari Park also offers several ways to experience its grounds. You can just walk around the park or take the tram, and see the animals as you would in a traditional zoo. Or you can take a truck ride into the main space and see some of the animals up close and personal. Or you can stay overnight in tents within the park and enjoy your evening meals while listening to animal specialists. All of these experiences are to help educate people about the animals and the importance of conservation, especially of endangered species.

The San Diego Zoo is lush and tropical
One of the perks of becoming a member of the San Diego Zoo is that you automatically are a member of the Safari Park, too. I enjoy visiting both.

The Zoo feels more like a tropical place with lush landscapes, lots of trees, and winding paths.

The Safari Park is hot and dry
The Park feels like a dry African desert. Getting to the Park is harder because it’s located in a more remote part of San Diego county in order to accommodate the huge open savanna-like area in the back of the park. That is where several animal species live together as they would in Africa or Asia. And several other smaller animal exhibits dot the rest of the park.

Both places are great for exploring. And I must say, the San Diego Zoo/Safari Park has done a great job in creating more natural spaces for animals over the years. Gone are the small, boring, plastered enclosures. Thank goodness! For the animals and the visitors.

This Old Horse

Photo of a 1912 IHC High Wheeler Model A, taken at the America’s Car Museum in Tacoma,WA.

Stuck In A Rut

I haven’t been posting because I’ve been in sort of a rut the past couple of weeks. Usually, I can snap out of it, but this time it’s taking me a little longer.

Part of it is because I’m trying to find my creative way. What do I want to share creatively? What do I want to make? What gives me joy? The other part is that I have a tendency to let everyday practical matters take over the hours of my day.

The TV producer and writer, Shonda Rhimes gave a Ted Talk that was posted recently. She has a name for when you are creatively flowing. She calls it “the hum,” and in her talk, she speaks about the time she lost the hum. Until her kids reminded her how to get “the hum” back.

You need to remember to play.

So I need to remind myself: thinking and strategizing is not play; cleaning the house and running errands is not play; skill-building is not play; research is not play. Exploration is play. Imagination is play. Engagement is play. Novelty is play.

Please excuse me while I go outside and play.



Merchants Cafe, Seattle


Just cleaning up my archive and saw this photo from last fall. This image is, in reality, really colorful, but I’m going to work on it as a painting or poster graphic and post at a later time. But I really do love the vintage feel of the building in black and white.



Black and white photo of black cat
Our cat, Sam, being nonchalant

This is Sam, short for Samantha. My husband and I adopted her three years ago from our local shelter. We arrived there on the day after Christmas. Her given name was Licorice. She was the last kitten left because she was black, and she was blind in her under-developed left eye (caused by an eye infection at birth). All the other kittens had been adopted. But when my husband picked her up, she instantly purred and nuzzled him as if she knew him already, so we had to take her home.

One afternoon, during this past December, she was relaxing at my feet. She looked so grown up and peaceful in the streaming sunlight. I grabbed my iPhone and took a few shots. This photo didn’t quite come out of my iPhone as you see it here (I did some post-production in Photoshop), but this is how I saw her in my mind’s eye.

I can’t believe it’s been five weeks since my last post. I apologize for the long absence.

The month of December turned out to be very busy for me. I had time only to work and sleep and not much else really. My work schedule was unexpectedly grueling. So when the month was over, I was exhausted and had to take time to rest. I did not open my laptop nor did I pick up my camera.

But now, I’m feeling almost myself again.

’67 GTO


If you visit Tacoma, you must visit the America’s Car Museum. It houses over 300 automotive vehicles from different eras. And the museum itself is an architectural wonder. It is four floors of open space. And one end of the the top floor faces downtown Tacoma. It is probably one of the best places to get a great view of the city.

I’m not a car person, but I really enjoyed this museum. It was fascinating to see the progression of automotive history.


American Road

Black and white photo of a highway going through a mountain pass in the southwest
Going home from Zion. Driving through a scenic mountain pass. Shot with iPhone.

Heading west on the I-15 from Utah to California, my friend and I came upon this scene. It reminded me of the undiscovered west and hopeful settlers. It reminded me of family car trips and my mom’s cat-eye glasses. It reminded me of grand journeys. I felt nostalgic as we passed through these mountains, as if we traveled through time for just a few minutes.