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My new home office - a cozy workspace

October 13th, 2009

Home Office Workspace, originally uploaded by Yenra.

My new home office workspace is set with everything in reach. All that I need to create is here. The rest is up to me: the inspiration and perspiration to get things done. Not pictures is my futon couch. Yes, it is easy to take naps, but I wake refreshed.

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Maryland Renaissance Festival with my sister and niece

October 11th, 2009

Today was a wonderful day at the Maryland Renaissance Festival. I got to spend the time with one of my sisters and one of my nieces. Lots of photos to process and post.

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Renaissance Festival Photos Galore

October 5th, 2009

Good-looking Renaissance family, originally uploaded by Yenra.

I took over three thousand photos at the Maryland Renaissance Festival on the first Sunday in October, a record for me. I’m learning my camera (a Nikon D300) better each time I go out on a shoot. This time I learned better how to keep focus with moving subjects; how to reestablish focus when shooting many photos in quick succession, how to rapidly spot meter, where best to stand when taking long shots, and how to keep myself fed and hydrated during a long shoot. Perfect weather, cool and sunny. It will take months to process the pictures the way they deserve.

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Bitter Lemons

October 2nd, 2009

Preparing my next Bookshare scan: Bitter Lemons by Lawrence Durrell - an impressionistic study of the moods and atmospheres of Cyprus from 1953 to 1954. Durrell is a residence writer who paints intense word portraits and landscapes. First words of this book: “Journeys, like artists, are born and not made. A thousand differing circumstances contribute to them, few of them willed or determined by the will–whatever we may think. They flower spontaneously out of the demands of our natures–and the best of them will lead us not only outwards in space, but inwards as as well. Travel can be one of the most rewarding forms of introspection. These thoughts belong to Venice at dawn, seen from the deck of the ship which is to carry me down through the islands to Cyprus.”

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