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Unboxing the Book — So Excited!

So – it’s happening!  I have unboxed the first print run of The Tiny Book of Totem Animals.  I’m thrilled with the quality of the paper, colors (except for one strange page, but I’m my worst critic.)    Prepping the website for sales…. have my envelopes ready for shipping!  Sneak preview here…

I pressed the button…

Order confirmed!  The Tiny Book of Totem Animals will be coming to my door within the next 7 days!    Originally it was a tiny, tiny book — and I scratched that idea because it was really far too tiny.  It was difficult, but not impossible to read, and the quality of photo paper should be better with this production company.

Nervous and excited!  Yes and Yes!

WPRI Pic of the Day – August 30, 2018

My photo was selected as WPRI’s Pic of the Day.   It was of stacked seaglass with the Bristol Town Beach in the background.

The sweetest part of this story is that both my mom and dad saw this announced on the television.   Mom was in the hospital.  Dad was home.  Dad called me to tell me that I was just on the air.  At the same time, Mom called Dad and got a busy signal.  Dad called Mom and they both said at the same time that they heard my name and saw the photo on the television.  Mom said it was better than a receiving a greeting card.  😉

April 2018 – A Story About Owls

Photographs and an article about Screech and Snowy Owls for the Spring 2018 edition of DreamTime Magazine:  “A Story from my Ordinary Waking Life”

If you like this story, and are interested in Spirit / Totem animals, and would like to see other beautiful spirits that I have photographed, please visit my Fine Art America page:

Click on the image above to download the article “A Story from my Ordinary Waking Life”

Nov 24, 2017 – Prize Winner

I woke up this morning to discover that I won the Photo of the Week $100 prize from local television station WPRI. It was of the pre-Thanksgiving forest / river picture that I posted on Facebook the other day. I get to treat myself to some shopping at the camera store! Wahooo!

Somewhere in Iceland

Big Sur, before the landslide

Wolf Sanctuary

If you ever want to get off the beaten path and connect with some beautiful wolves, try Wolf Hollow in Ipswich, MA  Tip:  Get there early, tickets sell out fast and they have very limited hours.  Also, if it rains, the show doesn’t happen.

A portrait of Arrow and Argus:


And some days, you get a raspberry blown to you.


More Storms

This is the month where the Thunder-beings really put on a show.  They knocked my electricity out one afternoon, so I went to chase them. Here’s a couple lucky strikes. Stay cool, stay safe, stay inspired.

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This particular night, the sound of thunder  interrupted me as I was drifting off to dreamland… this one shook the window of my fortress. (I was safely inside, the view from my second floor bedroom.)  The lightning was white hot, and brighter than paparazzi flash bulbs.

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Notes about Traveling around Iceland

I crossed off a bucket list item.  I’ve been wanting to see the sites in Iceland for over 15 years.  It’s become very  popular now to say that you’ve been to Iceland.  The people there openly state that tourism has now become their number one source of income, but the growth has been overwhelming.  One tour guide stated that last year was the first year she worked year round.   The FlyBus schedule seems to operate pretty much on time, there’s some confusion to drop off / pick up / change to a smaller bus, but they do their best to communicate everything to you.

Being in Reykjavik during the summer is quite extraordinary.  The sun does not set.  I could see the midnight sun from my airplane window.  The sun hits the horizon, lingers there for an hour, then begins to rise.  At one in the morning, it’s perfectly acceptable to be walking around town.  And on the weekends, the bars (and loud dance clubs) stay open until 4:30 a.m.   A good portion of the buildings are covered in what looks like large scale graffiti.  It was done intentionally, by artists, as part of a huge music festival in 2011.  Each building represents lyrics to a song.  on the streets of reykjavik

Shopping is interesting.  Each store seemed to be catering to my age group (34-46 hehe) by blasting 80s music.  They’re really big on Hall and Oats.  Why?  That’s a mystery I didn’t solve.   If you are looking for wool, you’ll find it here.  Wool hats, mittens, capes, socks, and underwear.

Everyone was walking around in light winter jackets, boots or sneakers.  I did not see one opened toed shoe for days.  I wore flip flops to the hotel buffet breakfast one morning, and my feet got stares.  Toe shaming??  Is that…possible?

Food is expensive, lunch easily ran $25.00 and dinner $40.00 for one person.  I was not prepared for that.  I even tried to eat on the cheap — fries were $6.00 and a simple egg salad sandwich was about $12.00

I bumped into some great people while dining.  A group of four women from Sweden who were celebrating their 40th anniversary of first meeting in Iceland during a back packing trip; a Turkish couple who exchanged heart felt sympathies about bombings and terrorism and wondered my opinions of it (at the end of the conversation we were all saying “One life lost is too many”); an autistic boy and his parents – who were there to see galleries and opera, while the son explained to me in detail ball lightning, and when I showed him my photograph of the lightning storm in The Netherlands he asked his parents if that’s where they could go next.

The tourists were polite.  And the locals welcoming.

If I go again, I would rent a car and see the sites on my own terms / pace.  The bus tours were good, but didn’t allow for much time to be spent in one place.  Being a photographer, I like to wait, spend time with an area, see the changes the light makes to the mountains, etc.  Instead, I had to make do with the weather and light that happened.  This isn’t necessarily a bad thing, but I would have preferred more time.

(Taken out the window of a bus, we didn’t stop, we were hurrying to get to the next location…)


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