The obligatory stop to fill ‘er up.
Category: Light
Sleeping In
While I got up bright an early, Diné and Rosencrantz chose to sleep in.
Rise & Shine with Rosencrantz
Sunrise poured light through the window, prompting Rosencrantz to rise, shine and model for me.
Retro Tech
In our reorganization, Laurie pulled out a lot of old equipment. This 4th Generation iPod and DLO iBoom are a couple of the gems we’ve had around for awhile because they are now obsolete for our purposes because we have newer computers and iPhones. While the Gen 4 iPod and iBoom are only 10 years old, they might as well be 100. The iPod/iBoom combination produces fine, loud audio, and has a nice retro tech look, but while Gen 5 and newer iPods and iPhones up to the iPhone 5 will plug into the dock on the iBoom, they will not play. I suspect they don’t have enough power to drive the system. The Gen 4 iPod is thick, clunky and power hungry compared to the thin, more elegant iPod touches and iPhones. So these classic pieces are now a retro tech couple, united until death does them part.
Catio Concrete
It’s not really concrete, but a cement top coat used for refinishing concrete surfaces. The refinishing cement is really intended for fairly smooth slabs, but the slab in the catio is very rough concrete, so getting a really smooth top coat didn’t happen.
A lone leaf decided it needed to break in the new cement floor, since I have the cats locked out of the catio while the cement cures. In the second photo, there are three dominant shades of gray. I mixed the first batch of cement following the instructions exactly, and the mixture ended up being too thick, so while it poured out of the bucket, it started setting up almost immediately, making it difficult to spread, and almost impossible to smooth as per the instructions (it’s the darkest shade of gray along the back wall).
I made the second batch soupier than the first, but I got it a little too soupy, so it spread thinner than I wanted it to (lighter shade of gray in the middle). On the third batch I got the mixture figured out so it spread well at the thickness I needed, and I was able to get it a little smoother (middle shade of gray in the foreground). I used the same mixture for the the next 8 batches needed to cover the entire slab. I also ended up spreading and smoothing the cement on my hands and knees with a hand trowel. Our air is so dry here, that even the wetter mixtures started setting up as soon as I poured them out of the bucket, making it difficult to spread with the 18 inch-wide cement spreader the instructions suggested I use.
While I was photographing the new floor, I noticed my little chainsaw and level on a bonsai shelf made a nice composition. The last two photos are the candles we have behind the couch in the sunroom unlit and lit.
Deluxe
I find it hard to walk by a nice Harley and not photograph it.
The Kanji Look
Guildenstern studying Kanji, wanting to know “where the beef” is, and stretching out one fine morning.
Vida Loca
Around 4:00 PM, Di Anne came back with her lunch of fried platanos that she had picked up from one of the street vendors, and told me that there was a guy on the street with a snake I should photograph. I went out and found one of the street vendors who prints hats and T-shirts and makes jewelry packing up for the day. I asked if he had a snake and he said “yes” and motioned to his friend who brought out a healthy Ball Python. His artwork has a nice local flavor at very reasonable prices. He told me he is out selling his goods on Central Avenue most days.
After The Smoke
This is the upstairs portion of our office after the smoke was cleaned up, the walls painted and the offices reoccupied. The first three photos are the same spaces pictured in the first three photos on my blog As the Smoke Churns from January 7, 2014 that shows the smoke damage from the Flamenco fire at the end of the block on December 18, 2013.
Fashion Laur & Puzzle Cats
Since the dance room/photo studio is still full of stuff from our reorganizing, I had to get a shot of Laurie in her cute outfit of the day as she was literally ready to step out the door. The cats were all stacked up like a puzzle on me when I woke up, and the house was so cold that after some effort to extract myself, the cats stayed in place locked together. Even Mama Manx, who is always spring loaded, and normally jumps off the bed from my slightest movement, held firm on the edge of the bed waiting for the heat to come on.
Off Center & Not Even 