The Duck Flies at Midnight

The Duck Flies at Midnight

This morning, as I prepared my cup of Pu’erh tea, I had an ominous feeling of the microwave’s eye following me around the room. I thought Juno had a handle on all the moles around our house. “The duck flies at midnight,” I whispered to the...
I Like Old Things

I Like Old Things

I don’t just rescue dogs. Sometimes I rescue old pieces of furniture in need of a new home, like this 19th Century oak-carved Flemish writing desk. It is the oldest thing in our home, after Mr. Wild Dingo, of course.  (358/365) Carved around 1890 in Belgium, the...
Family Day

Family Day

Family Day Hike with Mr. Wild Dingo, the cracker & the criminal! 217/365 Family Day, a Sunday tradition we started while living in Switzerland. On Sundays in Switzerland, everything is shut down and you aren’t allowed to make noise or run power tools. You...
The Making of a Painted Lady Today

The Making of a Painted Lady Today

Painted Lady – 187/365 One of Juno’s favorite walks in the world is strolling downtown through the streets adorned with a variety of original turn-of-the-century homes, including Victorians, Craftsmen, Bungalows and Mission. If you own a home in this town...
No Ordinary Time

No Ordinary Time

This time, I was on a mission: shoot the clock at the Musée d’Orsay in ways its never been shot before. I didn’t use a camera filter, but I did use a filter in the environment of the museum itself. And it was a complete mind-frack for the passing people....
Miserable in Paris

Miserable in Paris

 I know what you’re thinking. How can anyone be miserable in Paris? I assure you, it is possible. They tell you to beware of pickpockets in Paris . . .    . . . but nobody warns you about clowns who mock the innocent passerby for street entertainment. Usually...

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