Let’s concentrate on the good news

The good news is that autumn is here and I got some incredible photos at the park this week, and I’m loving the hell out of getting to actually watch the season change.

The bad news is that I paid for those photos with a nasty fall resulting in some pretty severe road pizza.

So let’s look at these pretty photos of Pittsburgh in autumn while I gargle this hot salt water and apply a fresh coat of antiseptic to what used to be my face.

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the last shot before I quite literally face-planted

Totally worth it.

Halloween flowers

I love having the kind of friends who will text me to let me know they’ve spotted nearly-black calla lilies at the store, because they know how much I would love to see them.

I also love that I have successfully eliminated fluorescent lighting from my home, so that the nearly-black flowers in question go from looking like this:

nearly black indeed

very nearly black indeed

to this:

black calla

wasn’t expecting that

2015

I always feel like such a mercenary when it comes to be the time of year when I have to do this — promote my own wares. I’m very Not Good at it. But that’s where we are.

It’s Calendar 2015 time, and I’m quite proud of this year’s offering.

Nature’s Palette: photography from the Pacific Northwest.

2015 calendar sample

 

I don’t get a huge percentage of the proceeds, but it’s something, if you feel like helping out a starving artist in exchange for (what I daresay is) some stunning photography.

Help me, internet. You’re my only hope.

There is a question I’ve been unable to determine the answer to for three months now. I was given this absolutely gorgeous picture frame that I love, but I have no idea what the Tengwar symbols say.  I may be a Tolkien geek, but I never got around to learning my elvish languages.  The shame. I know only enough to know it’s not a simple matter of converting the symbols to English alphabet equivalents because they represent sounds rather than letters, and the position they have in relation to each other can change the inferred sound.

Can anyone read this?  It’s just that knowing the humor of the particular friend who gave it to me, it might well say something like “bitch” and she might be having me on when she says she doesn’t know what it means, and I probably ought to know before displaying it on my wall. 😉

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