Wednesday, August 30, 2006

5 days to France

And I don't even have half of the "required" stuff in my pack and already it is heavier than I would like. Something is wrong here,because the toiletries haven't even been added, and toiletries have a tendency to be among the heavier items. It's possible that the scale I am using is off. I'll find out when I use the postal scale later this week.

I wonder if something accidentally slipped into my pack? Something heavy.

Good news--I found the 8Gb card for my camera. I had misplaced it. Where did I find it? In the one place that seemed most logical for me to have stored it, but where I didn't look because I was certain I hadn't seen it there last time I looked.

Monday, August 28, 2006

6 Days to France

That's right, only 6 more days until we fly out, so I guess that's really 7 days to France since we don't arrive until the next day. :-)

And I am busy, busy, busy--just like always, though even more so. It's time to find all the last minute things that I forgot to pickup, or haven't had a chance to search out. It's time to make certain my pack is properly adjusted and can hold what I end up taking with me. That means that tonight I will be throwing everything that I think I am going to take with me into the pack, in no particular order, and then noting what I still need. Sometime later in the week, maybe even tomorrow, I'll start thinning out the pile and the pack will be lighter. The goal, get the pack as light as possible--lighter than I might pack if I weren't going to be hiking part of the trip, but not as light as I would probably pack on an unassisted hike. I suppose it's a good thing that I'm not one of those women who has to pack a curling iron and a blow dryer with me everywhere I go. Don't get me wrong, I own those lovely and useful appliances, I just rarely have need of them. Though a blow dryer can be very useful when you need to hand wash laundry that is unlikely to dry overnight.

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Off to LACon IV

That's the world science fiction convention (worldcon), for those of you who don't know. It's in Anaheim this year. I'll be away for a few days, well until Monday. I know, as "not so often" as I post, who's going to notice.

Then again, I might just find the time to post updates on the convention. Don't count on it, but you never know.

Have a good rest of the week!!

Thursday, August 17, 2006

More Macro Trials

Some are macro, some are not. All are unedited.

And yes that is a fly.


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This fellow was as fast as a hummingbird and larger than my fist. I have several photos of him, including a wing blurr, but most need a great deal of editing.

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Monday, August 14, 2006

Time flies

With only 8 more days until the World Science Fiction convention and 21 more days until we head off to France, flying has suddenly gotten a tiny bit more complicated. Or I should say packing for a flight. Not to worry though. Just pack all possible leak sources--shampoo, shower gel, hair spray, etc...--in doubled up zip lock bags and place in well cushioned areas in your checked luggage. Ok, so it will be soft luggage because soft luggage is lighter and our trek has a weight restriction, but there should still be a way to pack everything safely. And, if something happens to leak, well it's not like it can't be replaced in France.

I do have another slight dilema though. I seem to be at that awkward weightloss position of between clothing sizes. The larger size is so loose that it is practically falling off--a belt can finally be worn with a purpose other than decoration--and the smaller size is just a bit too form fitting, and my form is not exactly at the appealing phase yet. So what to do? Well, at the moment, much as I really don't care for them, I guess I will have to invest in a belt. There's always the possibility that if I stick strictly to my diet and exercise program over the next 20 days that the "too tight" cloths will become comfortably loose, but I can't count on that. So, I get to be prepared to pack for whichever weight reality comes to be.

Meanwhile, trip plans are a bit more formulated. Ok, they have been for a while, I've just been too lazy to get in here an write an update. Two of us will be flying Air France and the other British Airways. I'm not looking forward to the new stricter security searches, but then the reason I usually avoid flying out of major airports whenever possible is because I always get flagged for the more thorough searches. We'll all be meeting up in Toulouse in the late afternoon to early evening, our flights arriving within an hour of each other if all goes well.

Two nights in Toulouse and then it's off to Carcassonne by train, and 3 more nights there. The last night with our trekking group. There's a possibility of a day trip or two from Carcassone to the surrounding area. It had even be suggested that we might want to stop somewhere on the way to Carcassone. But somehow I think toting our day packs and larger bag around while we site see might not be all that pleasurable. Exactly what we will see and when still has to be firmed up and possibly argued out, but whatever we do we will have fun.

Then it's off on the trek through the foothills of the Pyranees for several days with the trekking group, walking from Cathar historical site/ruin to ruin and taking photos along the way.

The trek ends in Montpellier, where we will spend approximately 4 days touring and taking day trips to the local area. And where one member of our group will leave us during the first day or two. Aside from Montpellier, suggested locales are Nimes, Narbonne, Port du Garde and surrounding area, and Avignon. This list will probably change. It already has a few times.

And then we fly home. And it will be time to decide, do we start training and planning for the Everest Base Camp Trek?? ;-) Or do we plan another trip to France, a walking tour of our own design. Where we travel from hotel to hotel each day, carrying nothing with us but a day pack filled with two changes of clothes (one for sleeping and one for eating--we're already wearing our hiking cloths) and what few other necessities we might need, as well as our lunch, a corkscrew, cheese knife and a bottle of wine?? Ok, so my companion(s) would have the bottle of wine and I would have something just as tastey, but non-alcoholic--even so, it sounds like an interesting trip. If you want to know where that idea came from, take a look at page 168 in the current issue of the US edition of GQ. It's a terrific article. And I think I mentioned it in an earlier post.

Sunday, August 13, 2006

Keep an eye out

There are more photos coming soon, some macro, some not. I will not say they are good. Quite honestly they are just quick shots with no time to compose or plan. But they will answer one question--

What does Zara do in her spare time?

She chases bugs around her back yard, of course. What else is there to do?? :-)

I truly do not understand...

Actually, I never have understood. Why do people resort to threats such as "If you do ____ you will no longer be a member of this family" or "I won't love you anymore if you do _____" or "If you do _____ you will no longer be my friend"? To me these seem so meaningless. Though it's been a while, I've heard the first two several times in my life, and the latter a few times. When I hear them I simply slip into a numb state of being--a place where nothing can reach me, touch me, or hurt me. These threats rarely have the effect on me that the issuer is hoping for. They do not make me double think or regret the action I am considering taking. Instead they make me wonder what value the issuer places on our shared family, love or friendship. And what hurts is not the threat, but the realization that someone I care about and trust may not value our family, love or friendship as much as I do, and perhaps not at all.

A threat can never take family away from me. You can disown me, but you cannot take away my blood or my heritage, or my love for the members of my clan. A threat cannot take love away. You can deny me your love, but that does not mean that I will abandon my care for you. A threat can never take my friendship away. You can leave our friendship behind, but I will still consider you friend, and still care about you as I always have. In other words, I am in control of my own feelings, my own life. I have the free agency to choose. No one else can take the reins from me unless I allow them to.

I've often wondered why people threaten at all. In my experience, which granted is slight compared to that of the rest of the world's population, most threats could be replaced by a simple request. "Please don't do that, and why you would prefer they didn't". Discussion is a better solution, I think. Threats are a last resort, or a means of voicing something you do not actually mean, when your mind cannot come up with the words you truly want to say. Threats are an emotional reaction. For the most part they should probaby be ignored, and the person who issued them should be given the benefit of the doubt and the benefit of your forgetfulness. They probably did not mean to say what they said.

I guess this is one of those situations where the cliche "forgive and forget" just might apply.

Saturday, August 12, 2006

Online Dating--Is it really the right choice for me??

Or more precisely, why it doesn't work for me.

I've been wondering about this for quite a while. My profile gets plenty of views but no definite hits. So there must be something that at least convinces men to take a quick glance, but nothing to encourage them to say hello. I'm not certain it would matter if they did make contact. I probably wouldn't reply.

I'd like to say the reason for this is something that I have just discovered about myself, but it's actually something I knew and just recently re-realized. I am in a sense very old fashioned. I just can't get past or around the barriers that my outdated ways set up in my path. On-line dating will never work for me simply because I need to be introduced to the perspective date by close friends or family members that I know I can trust implicitely, people who know me well. And, I would never consider going out on a date alone with anyone until I had met them several times in a group of friends. And even then, the gentleman in question would have to ask. I would never make the first move, probably not even the second. That may seem odd, but it is just the way it is. Those who know me well, who have known me for several years, often forget how very shy I am or how easy it is to send me into a timid silence. A naturally outgoing person, I am not. Though, at times, I can put on a pretty good imitation of one.

And yet, knowing this about myself, I will still keep my on-line dating account for a little while longer. There's always a chance that I might find my path around that barrier.

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Just because

I have some friends that are a little frustrated with their recent attempts at macro photography.

Keep practicing guys. I'm certain you're doing better than you think.

I received a 60mm lens for my EOS 20D camera yesterday, and decided to do a few test shots tonight. Just for you, I decided to post my first few attempts at using my new toy. It's the first time I have ever had an actual macro lens for any of my Canon cameras. Looks like I need a little bit of practice too.


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Friday, August 04, 2006

JIT

That's "just in time" for those of you who have never worked on a manufacturing floor. Yes, I know, I never have either, but I get to hear that lovely acronym several times a day. Oddly enough, from coworkers who also have never worked on a manufacturing floor, but who somehow think speaking in acronyms makes them sound important, and that they are impressing me.

I'm not impressed.

At any rate, the whole silly point is that for once jit actually worked for me. A while ago I came across a couple of light weight multi-purpose jackets that I thought might work out well for the upcoming trek in France. Of course, I couldn't decide between them, nor could I afford both. Well, not until last week when I found a too-good-to-be-true sale for both. They had my size, but not the color I wanted. Still, at those prices I decided I could wave goodbye to my colour preference.

Last night the heavier of the two jackets arrived on my doorstep. The colour wasn't as bad as I had thought and it fit, with plenty of room to spare for a sweater if needed. And this morning, running late, I rushed out the door on my way to the bus only to discover that it was raining. Not hot, muggy fog, like we've been having for the last two weeks, but actual cool rain. I had no idea where my umbrella had wandered off to and no time to waste searching for it. So I quickly swapped my over used and well loved denim jacket for the new rain jacket and headed off to work.

I arrived warm and dry.

Sometimes, jit just happens to work.

Ok, so the rain was light, but without that jacket I would have been wet and chilled all the way to work.

And that's the end of my boring story for the day.