Sofa So Good

We bought a new sofa. (Read in an annoying singsong voice for the full effect) That passes for high excitement around here. Most of our furniture is very high quality. We have a lot of beautiful wood pieces that were made locally and several amazing leather club chairs. The sofa was a purchase of expedience. We needed one quickly and we picked an inexpensive one that looked decent and was available for immediate delivery.

Fast forward four plus years and the sofa is really showing its age and cheap price tag. Earlier this week we decided it was time to find a replacement. Our experience with furniture shopping tends to run either really hot or really cold. Back when we first bought our vacation home and did a lot of power shopping we could go to a dozen stores and not find a thing. A few days later we could go to a handful of stores and find a ton of stuff. Totally random.

So yesterday I went out to do a little scouting. The first store I went to was huge. I wandered through it and saw a few things that were okay but didn’t wow me. Just before I was about to leave, I saw it. The sofa of my dreams. Well, okay, keep in mind it’s just a sofa, so not exactly dream material, but the size and the look were absolutely perfect. I visited three additional stores and saw a couple more sofas that were workable, but clearly not in the same league.

Today I went back to the store to show the sofa to my husband. I can’t say he was as enamored as I was (it is just a sofa, after all) but he approved. The store even had one in stock for immediate delivery. Talk about serendipity. We should have it in our house within a week. I look forward to welcoming it to our living room. That calls for a little fanfare.

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Flamingo!

I wanted to come up with a really funny title for this post, but clearly that’s not happening. I have a bit of an obsession with flamingos. I don’t know if it’s their beautiful pink coloring or the impossible curve of their necks or their ridiculous long, knobby legs. I just love them. Mostly I love big groupings of them where I can get lots of repeating lines or being able to zoom in really close on the details of an individual bird.

The Phoenix Zoo used to have a large flamingo enclosure with tons of birds. You could get close enough to take some really nice photos. The one they have now seems pretty small by comparison and there aren’t that many birds. Plus the bamboo fence surrounding it looks cheap and flimsy. I haven’t been able to get a really great flamingo photo for quite a while. Not that consistent failure would ever stop me from trying.

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The water definitely made for a nicer background than dead grass and the cheesy bamboo fence. But the flamingo isn’t in a great pose or doing anything interesting. So it’s just a nice photo of a flamingo. Boooriiing.

 

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At least this flamingo has his neck in an interesting position. There is a little blur in the black area of the beak because the bird was splashing the water when the photo was taken. Technically a competent photo, but again, nothing really special.

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Here I got a little bit of the overlapping bird effect I wanted, but it still falls far short of what I’m trying to achieve. You can also see the ugly grass and fence in full effect here. Plus, the birds all have these big ID tags on their legs. Not something I want to feature in a photo. This just doesn’t work for me.

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This is definitely a more experimental shot. I like the composition, even though you can’t see the head of the bird in the foreground. The foreground bird is spot on sharp and the background bird is slightly out of focus. I can’t say this was deliberate, it seems more obvious to have the focus reversed. But somehow I still like it. Not a great photo, but better than the previous three. So there you have it – a little peek behind the curtain. Usually I only feature my best shots, but sometimes it’s interesting to see the ones that don’t quite work.

(Un)Bearable

One of the most prized animals in the Phoenix zoo is the Andean bear. Actually, they have two – one is a cub born just over a year ago. Their enclosure can be viewed from almost every side, so we kept circling it to get a better view of the mom and baby. They are really beautiful animals.

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This is the mom. The low sun made the edges of her fur just glow. For some reason she seemed to have a sad expression on her face. I’m sure I’m just anthropomorphizing that. Humans are always trying to ascribe emotions to animals. She was probably just tired or bored. Wait, is that considered an emotion? This photo is a classic example of manipulating depth of field to make cages disappear. There was a large fence right in front of me but you can’t see it because it’s too close to the camera and therefore out of focus.

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The bear cub proved to be a trickier subject. He was sitting in a spot where there were a lot of branches blocking him. This is the best shot I could get before he jumped out of the tree and moved away from my view. The crossed branches in front of him are a distraction, of course, but at least they aren’t blocking anything critical. He seems to have a pensive expression. There’s me with the anthropomorphizing again.

 

We Bought a Zoo (Membership)

Actually, we just re-upped our existing zoo membership for the third year, but since we watched the movie over the weekend, I couldn’t resist. We had a free weekend of premium channels and We Bought a Zoo was one of the movies featured. Usually when we get one of these free trials it seems like all the movies are either ones we’ve already seen, ones we’ve bought on Blu-ray but haven’t gotten around to watching or ones you couldn’t pay me to watch. So, ironically, the free trial convinces me it’s not worth paying for premium channels.

But, as usual, I digress. We did actually go to the zoo today. We didn’t get there until 3:30, so we only had about 90 minutes to walk around. On the plus side, the crowds had really thinned out. On the minus side, the sun was really low and a lot of the exhibits were in shade, which made photography a little challenging. But with challenges there are always opportunities.

Some of the exhibits were just too dark for good photos, of course. Others had even shade with decent ambient light and others had really interesting side lighting. A lot of photos turned out blurry but there were enough keepers that it didn’t feel like a wasted trip.

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I’ve photographed the Scarlet Macaws a number of times. Normally the sun is shining right on them and blowing out the white area around their eyes. Another win for the shade. This isn’t an amazing shot but the focus is perfect and you can see all of the incredible detail in the feathers. There is usually a pair in the exhibit but I only saw one today. I hope his friend is okay. These birds often seem stressed out to me. This one had a rough, picked patch in his feathers that’s not visible in the photo. Maybe that’s just normal behavior, but it worries me a little. Like most people, I’m a little ambivalent about the whole concept of zoos. They serve a purpose, but in an ideal world I’d rather all animals could live safely in the wild. Too bad the whole world isn’t like the Galapagos.

Excess Baggage

I bought this really cool new rolling duffel bag for our trip to Australia. Then I checked the luggage restrictions on Virgin Australia and found out my fancy new bag is too large to take on our flight from Melbourne to Christchurch. I guess I did those two things in the wrong order. To be fair, I was pretty shocked by how tight the bag restrictions are.

The bag I bought has a total linear dimension of about 60 inches, which makes it about 6 inches too big. I suppose I could take a chance that they won’t measure it, but that seems like a pretty risky option. Especially since Virgin specifies that oversized bags need to be shipped as freight. So I bought another bag that meets the requirements. It’s amazing how much smaller it is. Turns out that 6 inches is a lot of room to lose.

We could still bring the larger bag on the international flight to Melbourne. But that means bringing a third bag so we still have two legal sized bags for our trip to New Zealand. I’m not sure I want to deal with that much luggage. Sure, I plan on traveling with a packable duffel to carry back our dirty clothes once I’ve stuffed the luggage with purchases on our trip. But starting out with three bags just seems wrong.

Next on my list is to do a test pack and see if everything I’m planning to bring will fit in my seemingly tiny new bag. I’ve already set almost everything aside in our guest bedroom here and right now it seems like way too much. My carry-on bag has to be strictly reserved for camera gear, of course. Every place we’re renting while we’re overseas includes a washer and dryer, but I’d rather not be doing laundry every five days. Doesn’t seem like much of a vacation that way.

One of the rules I’ve read about packing is to lay out all the clothes and money you plan to take. Then take half the amount of clothes and twice the amount of money. Sounds like a good plan. Here’s today’s random photo – another one of my rare keepers from the parade.

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I Stood Two Hours for This?

I’m going to break my string of posts featuring random photos. Did you notice I had a small trend going there? Unlike two years ago, when I just pledged to post at least one photo per day in January and usually ended up writing something about the photo. This year I thought I’d try writing about something every day and including a (usually) unrelated photo.

Does that make any sense? No? Good. We aim to confuse. My last personal photo outing of 2013 was to photograph the Fiesta Bowl Parade. This is our third year doing that. The weather was perfect – not too hot and not too cool and there was a bit of cloud cover to soften the normally intense Arizona sun. I wanted to try out a new lens that I’m thinking about taking to Australia/New Zealand, a Canon 70-300mm. It’s quite a bit heavier than my 70-200mm, so I brought a monopod to the parade.

I was psyched because I really felt like I had figured out how to get the best images from the parade based on my results last year. I actually processed and posted 101 photos to my online album, which is a huge amount for a two hour event. I was sure this year would be even better.

Or not. I don’t know if it was the lens, my use of the monopod or where we were standing, but I ended up with a bunch of crappy, blurry images. I think I processed 10 in total. Major disappointment. Maybe I’m just getting burned out on the parade thing.

We actually stand about a block before the official start of the parade. So for the first 15 minutes we had one group in front of us – a dance club of little girls. My husband refrained from photographing them, it just seemed a little creepy to him. It seemed a little creepy to me too, but of course that didn’t stop me. My favorite images didn’t include their overly made-up faces.

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Walk on the Wild Side

Since we returned to Phoenix in mid-December, we’ve been getting back in the habit of going for a walk a few times a week. Sometimes we walk along the canal near our house, which requires a short drive first, but more often we’ve just been heading out the door and walking around the neighborhood.

One of the nice things about walking is that you see so much more than driving. Even when the streets are ones we drive on a regular basis, we always notice new things when we’re on foot. Our neighborhood has lots of little shops and restaurants and it seems like something new opens on a regular basis.

Sometimes we see things a little more unusual. One day we were walking down Central Avenue when a coyote loped across the road in front of us and disappeared into someone’s yard. Now Central Avenue is a very prestigious address in Phoenix. Many of the homes are on large lots and most have price tags north of $1 million. It is not an area where you are expecting to see a coyote. My first thought was to be grateful it was alone and not part of a pack and my second thought was that any small dogs left alone outside were likely to end up as lunch.

Another time we were walking along Glendale (which is a very large, busy road) when we saw two feral dogs cross the street a few blocks ahead of us. I was feeling a little trepidatious as we crossed the street they went down, but fortunately they were about a block away at that point and busy sniffing someone’s yard for food. It’s not unusual to see the occasional feral cat around here, but I’ve never seen feral dogs.  I hope not to see them any closer.

When we walk along the canal we never see anything more exciting than ducks, carp and flocks of parakeets. Plus a few errant golf balls from the Biltmore course, when the water is clear enough to see through. I can’t say I’m actively looking for wildlife during our walks, just sunshine and exercise. I’d say fresh air, but we’re in the middle of an inversion right now and the air’s not too fresh. One of the downsides to living in a valley.

In honor of wild creatures, today’s random photo features birds on the beach in St. Pete.

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One of Those Days

Ever have one of those days? I mean the kind where you end up wishing you’d never bothered to get out of bed? I’m not talking about experiencing some big heart-breaking event, just a series of annoyances that make you want to hit the reset button on the whole day. That was our day yesterday. Chock full of First World Problems.

It started with the death of our DirecTV receiver in the morning. We were just enjoying our coffee and watching a Bath Crashers marathon on HGTV when the TV went black except for the ominous words “No Signal.” My husband tried all the obvious things – unplugging the box, plugging it into a different outlet. Dead, dead, dead. So he called the DirecTV support line and after multiple rounds of increasingly louder responses to the voice prompts (“I’m sorry, I don’t understand your request”) he finally reached a human. Well, sort of. The person kept trying to walk him through nonsensical steps. Yes, we’ve tried multiple outlets and yes we are sure the outlets work because everything else plugged into the power strip works.

It took a threat of disconnecting the service to get him to agree to overnight us a new receiver, leaving us with only broadcast TV for the entire weekend. Thank goodness my husband put up a good antenna, so we actually get really good reception on broadcast channels. If we have any trouble with the new receiver when it arrives, I suspect a switch to cable is in our near future.

Then my husband decided to change out our kitchen light bulbs for new LED ones. We had already replaced the original bulbs with CFLs, only to find they didn’t really dim despite our having installed a special dimmer switch. We have 6 recessed fixtures, so without a dimmer it’s like an operating room in our kitchen. Guess what? The fancy new bulbs didn’t dim either. The same bulbs work on the dimmer in our first floor hallway, so apparently it’s the kitchen dimmer switch that’s now the problem. Another task for the list.

I decided to tempt fate by leaving the house to pick up some lunch. On the way back I stopped at the mailbox, anticipating our weekly package of forwarded mail from Minnesota. Instead I got the dreaded salmon colored note stating we had “too big” packages at the post office that could be picked up on Monday after 9:00. Too big for what? To leave at our front door, like our normal carrier does? Or are you just too lazy to move your butt and bring them to us? Makes me wonder what he would have done if they were signature required. Same thing, probably. So now we have no mail to go through this weekend. As they say on the internets – FML.

So, in the spirit of things not working as they should, here’s another rusty old truck from Jerome.

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Got it Covered?

While I was trying to keep from freezing to death in Minnesota last month, I exchanged a number of emails with the MIM catalog editor. I was also supposed to call in to a meeting, but there was a bit of a snafu with the conference call so I got to listen to 40 minutes of dead air instead. Which made it slightly more productive than your average meeting.

A few additional photography requests came out of the dead air, of course. Most of them were pretty easy and required no assistance, but there were a couple of potential cover shots that called for my entourage. Oh, did I mention that my dad didn’t like any of the three potential cover photos I did before leaving Phoenix? The new direction is to have two horizontal photos – one of the building and one of either the Kenya exhibit or the Orientation Gallery.

I knocked out the easy shots a few days after we came back to Phoenix. A bunch of donor plaques, a new video image for the Rock exhibit, a close-up of some figures in a mechanical instrument and Alice Cooper’s head – nothing too unusual. Then I scheduled a date for the cover shots. I make that sound easy, but I think it involved close to a dozen emails.

I was specifically asked to include at least one child in the Orientation Gallery photo, to provide scale. I exercised my photographer’s discretion and shot the gallery empty, from several different perspectives. Kenya was a bust. I photographed it, but it just isn’t cover material. After looking at some quick mock-ups, I’m feeling pretty strongly that putting two photos on the cover is a bad idea. It looks like an advertising brochure, which is the same concern I had about including people. So we had the design company put together a couple of different options, some with single photos and some with multiple photos, which were reviewed in a meeting yesterday.

As usual, it was good news, bad news. The good news was we reached the consensus that a single image made for a much stronger cover. The bad news was it’s not one of my photos. It’s one of the old photos of the building’s front entrance taken by the architectural photographer several years ago. I’m actually really okay with it. I had an issue with using another photographer’s image on the first book and ended up replicating an existing shot. It bothered me and I certainly don’t want to do that again. I spent a lot more time and energy on that project and it was important to me to have my work on the cover.

This book feels like a rescue job. I started out having no involvement, then limited involvement, then no involvement again and finally, needing to provide the majority of the images in a very compressed time frame. It was exhausting but didn’t really lead to the emotional attachment I developed for the first book, which is a true art piece. This book is a gloried advertising brochure. A classy one, to be sure, but not in the same league.

So I am really okay with not being on the cover. Honestly, the thought of trying to take another shot at a “cover-worthy” image, just to feed my ego, is a little exhausting. I’d like to get out and do a little personal photography this month, as a warm-up for our big trip in March.

The random photo of the day is from our trip to Seattle in July. I love lily ponds.

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No Bagel for You

Continuing yesterday’s theme of being thwarted in a quest for food, my husband had a similar run of bad luck. His goal was just a salt bagel but he came up empty-handed no less than three times. The first was when we went out for walk on Christmas Eve Day. We structured our outing to pass by a local bagel place, only to find that it had already closed for the day.

This was just after lunchtime, so we assumed they had closed early for the holiday, no big deal. A couple of days later we went for another walk and tried again. This time we arrived just before 11:30, only to find they were closed again. This time we read the posted hours and found out that they close every day at 11:00. The big bagel chain in Minnesota also sells sandwiches, so they stay open until the afternoon. Now my husband really wanted that bagel.

He needed to get a haircut and since there happened to be a different bagel place located near his haircut place, he decided to just drive there and take care of both things at once. Only to find the other bagel place had closed permanently. That was the third strike. Finally, on New Year’s Eve day he drove back to the first place at 9:00. It was a zoo, of course, and he ended up buying the very last salt bagel they had. There’s something about being thwarted so many times that just makes you that much more determined to succeed. Even when it’s just a bagel.

And now for the random photo of the day. This is from the cemetery in Indianapolis.

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