Monday, September 4, 2023
I spent yesterday hiking Haleakalā Crater with a friend. The mountain sits at just over 10,000ft in altitude. The crater that is there today is not a classic volcanic crater, but rather a large erosional valley. It is believed that two valleys, Ko‘olau to the north and Kaupō to the south, expanded into the remains of a much larger volcano, possibly 12,000ft high, creating the crater that is there today.
Day 4 of the September Photoblogging Challenge: Orange, suggested by @ekcragg.
Day 3 of the September Photoblogging Challenge: Precious, suggested by @odd.
Precious memories of past travels, this in Nepal, 1989 (photo of slide).
Day 2 of the September 2023 Photoblogging Challenge.
Buildup - suggested by @V_
Miami, FL
Day 1 of the September 2023 Photoblogging Challenge.
Abstract - suggested by @greghiggins
Volterra, Italy
Yesterday afternoon I just wanted to breathe some fresh tree air, and headed up to the Каhаkарао Loop Trail. Two and half hours later, and just over six and a quarter miles under the belt, I was back at the truck. A beautiful and welcome hike.
In the presence of giants. Driving through a forest of Red Woods last week in Northern California.
Sunset this evening from Sea Ranch. We also saw some whale spouts and splashes, maybe from their flukes, way off shore, and were wondering if they were making their way to Hawaii? What a beautiful evening.
Walking through the fields, by the coast, at Sea Ranch.
These misty, Northern Californian mornings, fit my being perfectly.
Hike to the bluff and there are three chairs waiting for you to take a rest, and take in the ocean views.
The Northern Californian coast at Sea Ranch.
My grandson roasting a marshmallow at dusk, in PoliPoli Springs Recreation Area, Maui. (Photo credit, my son-in-law).
Now. View over Maui from PoliPoli Springs Recreational Area. The island of Lana’i in the distance.
This afternoon my wife and I took a two and a half mile walk in Upcountry Maui. The cloudy weather created just the right conditions for walking.
A lot of the land that we were walking by belongs to Oprah. Indeed most (all?) that is in this photograph belongs to her.
I stopped on the return leg to take a photograph looking across to West Maui, the Pacific Ocean and the island of Lana’i.
Reupholstering a couch today. Learning as I go. Patience is one of those lessons!
Going in…looking to retrieve some images off of my step-daughter’s old computer. 🫣
Current mood, after a day with a lot of driving.
Out for a walk.
I’m sitting in an Uber ride and Walking On Sunshine by Katrina and the Waves plays on the radio. My spirits immediately feel lifted. That never fails to happen with this song.
Setting the mood for a Sunday Morning…
Sunday Morning Jazz by Gillie Meyer
I spotted a Micro.blog sticker in Lisbon today. That brought a smile to my face. 😊 @jean
Keeping an eye on you, in Lisbon.
A lunchtime well spent.
Monday, April 24, 2023
Today, 25th April, is Freedom Day here in Portugal. Last night Alcácer do Sal held a concert with Marisa Liz, a fireworks display at midnight, and then a DJ after that. We showed up for Marisa’s concert, but her music wasn’t to our taste and so we walked back home and got into bed (the concert had started about 10:30pm). Just before midnight, I went back out and waited by the river for the fireworks.
I’m playing around with a new, for me, photo editing app. RNI Films: Photo & RAW Editor offers filters mimicking real film. I like the results so far.
Current mood.
Out for a walk yesterday evening at sunset, we saw a stage being set up in the square outside of the Municipal Building. Maybe preparing for celebrations in and around Liberation Day, on 25th April? It looks as though events are planned.
Hiding under foot on the streets of Lisbon.
A day of unexpected twists and turns. We set off to explore the hills, beaches and restaurants west of Setúbal. However, the hot weather brought people out in droves, parking was in short supply and roads were closed.
So a change of plans saw us at the market in Setúbal.
We needed to do some grocery shopping and so used the opportunity.
This rather foreboding butcher watched over the proceedings.
From there we took the ferry across to Tróia and drove back to Alcácer via Comporta.
This evening after a walk, we sat and cooled down with a drink as the sun set.
