A very rare bout of insomnia prompted me to finish a task I have put off for some time- cleaning my computer and deleting unnecessary files. I found some photos that I intended to post a while back of my Night Blooming Cereus plant that flowers for only one night. I realize that a full year has gone by since I took the photos stored on my computer because now the plant is blooming once again. I guess some things stay on the to-do list for a year. The time has come to share some photos from both years of blooms. Aside from the peony, this is my favorite flower and it has a most amazing scent that is worth staying up all night to experience.
We had the privilege of hiking with our friends Joel and Frances to the top of Mt. Baldy near Los Angeles, CA. Having climbed the likes of Mt. Whitney (14,505 ft.) and Mt. Kilimanjaro (19,341 ft.), they are much more experienced hikers that we are so it was great to have their guidance during our first high elevation hike. At the top of Mt. Baldy we reached 10,064 feet. The weather was perfect, the view was spectacular, and our legs were sore for three entire days after the hike (it was totally worth it!).
Below is a mix of photos taken by all of us at various moments towards the summit of Mt. Baldy.
I’m deeply saddened by the departure of a co-worker friend. Today was the first day that I did not have her by my side at work. I miss her support, her laughter and her impeccable eye for detail. I saw that her name tag was still up, her cube empty, and I felt hollow inside. I was tempted to take her name tag but the facilities personnel would probably discover me clinging to it desperately. Her departure leaves an empty space and I honestly felt like crying today at work. At least she is moving on to an exciting opportunity and I’m very proud of her! It’s amazing how having someone that you click with can make the toughest work load seem light. Not too long ago we took a moment to escape from a hectic-microsoft-excel-overdosed-day and enjoyed the view of a double rainbow outside our office.
On another day she left a banana sitting out on her desk and I drew a sweet little face on it to greet her when she arrived. She snapped this photo below.
And she also helped rekindle a favorite hobby of mine- making burlesque-esque costumes! She asked for some assistance with a Halloween costume that she knew she wanted to wear again, but it needed a few more finishing touches. Here are some shots of her Katy Perry-esque bra (I sewed and glued on the furry “icing” with some remnant fabric). We could not stop giggling when we saw this costume come to life. I want to make more of these and I’m thankful that she rekindled my passion for this craft. Thank you AEL!
Recently I also came across some photos that another friend posted on a social network site of some burlesque bras that I made for her a few years back. I was so pleased to see that not only are they still being used for burlesque performances, but also that they’ve held up to the wear and tear over the years (they’re 3 – 5 years old)!
Making more burlesque costumes will definitely keep my spirits up!
The sky was definitely showing off for the last few days of 2012. I picked the top 12 photos that Donald and I took during the sunset in Southern California on December 30th, 2012 (yes, we both could not stop taking photos of this amazing cloud/rain/ocean show).
Here’s to a peaceful, mindful, healthy and prosperous 2013. And many more days of cloud watching!
A few outtakes from our 2012 Christmas photo below:
We had an automobile painting project to do this past weekend and I grabbed a few rags to have handy for any unwanted spills. As it turns out this t-shirt has history and I wasn’t quite ready to let it go yet. This t-shirt used to belong to my friend Brandon. We worked at a vintage furniture store together for a few years and he wore this super-soft brown t-shirt often. When I think of him, he is wearing this t-shirt. A few years back we went to a clothing swap at his house and my husband scooped up Brandon’s faded tee. Donald wore it to shreds as he does with all of his favorite clothing items.
Since we’ve developed the habit of getting rid of something anytime we buy or take in something new, the brown t-shirt eventually made it to the cleaning rag pile not too long ago. It sponged up a splatter here or there and at some point one sleeve was cut off for a separate cleaning project. When I pulled out Brandon’s t-shirt this time around it demanded to be tried on. It felt so comfortable, soft and perfectly worn. I wore it for two days while working on the auto painting project. We took a few photos to commemorate the last days of this t-shirt’s life. All of our giggling about the t-shirt this weekend reminds me of a favorite series of photographs by Hana Pesut.
Hana photographs couples twice- once in their own outfits and again wearing each others outfits against the same background. The results are humorous and endearing. I will post some of my favorites from her series below. If you’d like to see more please visit Hana Pesut’s blog, her website, or perhaps make a donation to her switcheroo book project (link here and video posted below). You can donate $5 and receive a hug from Hana herself!
P.S. Dear Hana, I donated today! I love your work- it makes me so happy.
Daylight savings time is going to change the scenery drastically for my bicycle commute to work so I thought I’d post a few photos from my recent rides. I am now commuting 2x per week to work which totals 52 miles on a Nishiki bicycle from the 1980′s. My goal before the end of the year is 3x week which will push the mileage to 78. I don’t always have a camera with me for the ride, but on the days that I bring a camera I almost always stop to capture the view. The theme for this year has been “get strong” and I believe that the theme for next year will be getting stronger.
Plus, I’m really delighted about not spending money on gasoline!
The hardest part of the commute is climbing the Torrey Pines Hill (pictured in the distance behind the vintage car above). It’s about 1.5 miles with a 5.5% average grade from sea level to just above 400 ft. in elevation. It’s tough, but there is no doubt that the bike ride is the best part of the day.
Recent trip to the Kelso Dunes in the Mojave National Preserve, October 2012
-The Seea Swimsuit-
-An amazing Birthday gift from my love-
It’s a one piece suit, and like their website says, “These suits are made for you ladies, so enjoy them and play often.”
See more of The Seea’s amazing styles here. For anyone who burns easily in the sun, this suit is for you. It is so comfortable and well-made. Not to mention, a locally crafted and 100% Californian product.
After completing the personality test based on Jung and Briggs Myers typology I am officially “INFJ” (Introverted 78%, Intuitive 38%, Feeling 75% and Judging 67%). A few other notable INFJ personality types are Mother Teresa of Calcutta, Martin Luther King, Jr. and Nelson Mandela. Our group also includes the likes of Mel Gibson, Tom Selleck and Jerry Seinfeld (?!). INFJs are often mistaken for extroverts because they appear outgoing and are genuinely interested in people. Allow me to speak for the group by stating that typically we don’t like having unexpected visitors show up at our doorstep. But there is a lil’ gal who set up shop about 10 feet from my back door and it looks like she’s here to stay for a while.
This is what her house looks like above. I watched her gradually build her comfy nest on a low-lying branch that is just above eye-level. She warned my husband and I on more than one occasion to keep our distance. We try to be respectful of her space and pass without startling her. I hope that the garden that we have around the corner will provide some quick meals for the new neighbors.
Our garden is in an experimental stage because we don’t get full sun but we’ve managed to harvest some delicious strawberries and radishes so far.
And here she is…
The lady hummingbird in her self-made nest.
She is so tiny and so adorable.
For scale, this is a photo of a leaf from the same tree measuring under 3 inches.
We named her Mrs. Oodle and we anxiously await her tiny additions to the neighborhood.