Sunday, May 30, 2010


Saturday, May 29, 2010

Night Fountain

Another experiment in nighttime photography:

You know you're a science fiction writer when you see something like this and think "mutant-creating radiation" instead of "pretty light for spring."

Friday, May 28, 2010

Sweetie & the Aqua Globe

So far so good -- I waited until she left the nest to sneak it down and put in the aqua globe* then I watched from the window. She came back and sat right down on the nest as if nothing were different.

Also, an update on the impending feathery bundles of joy: there are two eggs in the nest now.

*If you don't follow my author blog, here are links to part one and part two of this story.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

First Chair

My daughter playing a solo at her spring concert.

I have a secret history with the flute. My first love was an island boy who played it beautifully. At the time we were both an awkward twelve, painfully shy, and tossed together by desegregation. I don't know why we gravitated to each other, but I loved to listen to him play, and he insisted on reading all of my stories. He would walk me home after school, and we held hands the entire way (which was the total extent of our physical contact and, at the time, beyond daring.) As soon as our parents found out they put an end to it, which was my first lesson in racism.

Thirty years later my daughter began playing the flute. I'm tone deaf, and her father played the violin when he was a boy, so I'm pretty sure she didn't get it from either of us. This is why I like to think that a little of my island boy's heart and music stayed with me.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010


There is nothing quite like a Harley in the sunlight.

Sunday, May 16, 2010


This wasn't in the backyard, btw. Honest.

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Atlantis Takes Off

Another accidental photoshoot; I was waiting to pick up my kid from school when I noticed something very bright speeding through the sky and snapped these shots of the space shuttle Atlantis launching.

Friday, May 14, 2010

If You Want to Fly

Tonight the twins crept all the way out to the edge of the cabinet and fluttered their wings a few times. Mom and Dad both hovered close by to encourage them. The babies didn't take off, but judging by the development of their feathers and curiosity I think tomorrow might be solo flight day.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010


More photos of Stubborn Thing's twins, Benazir and Ernesto:

Here's Mom and Dad visiting the nursery (Mom is on the left.) Most of the time Mom stays with the babies while Dad hangs out on the roof or on top of the bird feeder. Dad hates everyone and if you get too close to the nest will dive at your head (as the pup has discovered several times.)

The twins sit facing backward most of the time, huddled together and protected by Mom's tail feathers.

I'm still amazed at how quiet baby doves are. I'm on the porch for at least two or three hours a day (about three feet from the nest) and I've yet to hear them make a sound.

Monday, May 3, 2010


Sunday, May 2, 2010


Saturday, May 1, 2010


Shooting into the sun, purple picture-eating spots, totally off-center . . . but I got the bubbles. Lots of bubbles.