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Looking at my World from a Different Place


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Under Space

I am unequivocably an “earth woman”.  I like my feet planted flat on the ground and I don’t get too upset when it quakes and trembles under me.

However, I do have an intense fascination with the sea.  I have never lived far from it and I wonder if I would be happy if I ever had to move away.  And as much as I have an interest in the heavens and the exploration of outer space; I think there is much to be said about the exploration of “under space”, the vast void beneath the surface of the sea.  We may speculate about life on other worlds, but if there is any new life to be found on this planet, it will be under the sea.

What follows is a series of photographs that I have taken over the years of  “under space”.  No, I am not a diver. These were taken at an aquarium.  Like I said, I am just an “earth woman” — with a deep appreciation of the sea.

ljgloyd (c) 2006-2017

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Poor Pitiful Pluto

There are some beliefs upon which you think you can absolutely rely.  For example, the sun always rises, the moon predictably phases across the night sky, and the North Star is always, well, north.  So one can say that the astronomical realm may seem constant and unchanging, at least from our perspective here on old terra firma.

So what’s the deal with Pluto?   Growing up I was taught that Pluto was the ninth planet.  Though barely discernible on the frigid edge of our solar system, we knew it was there and that it was a planet.  Then, in 2006, poor, pitiful Pluto was demoted to dwarf planet status.   So troublesome is this demotion to some that the issue comes up in popular culture.  For example, Sheldon in The Big Bang Theory is just beside himself over this.  Why?   My theory is that in this increasingly unstable world we find ourselves, we need something greater than ourselves to believe in.  For some it is the seemingly constant and rhythmic dance of the cosmos.

Fortunately, my faith is not in astronomy, though I think I might be a little upset if someone suddenly told me that T-Rex is not actually a dinosaur. 🙂


Post-script:  Just days after I wrote this, I came across this announcement:  Pluto is a Planet again.  

https://futurism.com/pluto-reclassified-as-a-major-planet/

But I think my point is still proven.  You can’t rely on anything…….

 

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Shine On, Harvest Moon

Super harvest blood moon

I had a solo moon-viewing party last night. The sea clouds parted long enough for me to capture a sliver of the super blood moon. What does one drink while moon viewing? I improvised this: coffee, milk, cocoa powder, agave nectar, almond extract, orange extract, cinnamon, and chile powder blended with a molinillo and poured over ice.  (I would think if you wanted to make this more adult, you could add a shot of Kahlua.)

Sipping a Mayan mocha under a bloody harvest moon.  Perfecto!

Ljgloyd, 2015


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Skyscape Series

In these days of camera phones and the like, it probably is not as necessary to remind creatives to carry such photographic devices with them at all times to capture that unexpected shot.  I was driving home from work yesterday after a particularly severe winter storm.  When I turned onto the road that runs alongside the beach, I was thunderstruck (pun intended) by this glorious array of light and color.  I stopped, along with a lot of other folks, to snap some shots on my iPad that I had with me.

After the Storm: Looking Towards Avalon

After the Storm: Looking Towards Avalon

After the Storm: UnPersoned Paraglider 1

After the Storm: UnPersoned Paraglider 1

After the Storm: UnPersoned Paraglider 2

After the Storm: UnPersoned Paraglider 2

After the Storm: Setting Sun 1

After the Storm: Setting Sun 1

After the Storm: Setting Sun 2

After the Storm: Setting Sun 2

ljgloyd (C) 2014


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Early Morning Haibun

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Many people think that sunrise is the most peaceful time of day, perfect for meditation. I look for that slow and reflective time there as well, yet today all I hear are the muted beeps of a neighbor’s unattended clock radio through my wall, the relentless tinkle, tinkle, tinkle of wind chimes from across the street, the raucous arguing of a murder of crows, and the roar of jet engines from a distant tarmac. Who would’ve thought that morning could be so blasted noisy. I guess I’ll write some poetry instead.

Zephyr from the east
Slate and gold rain clouds ride it—
Parched earth opens wide.

ljgloyd (c). 2014


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A Black Friday Haibun

This is my first attempt at writing a haibun.

drought

Rains, long promised, still hold off.   Sycamores and cottonwoods spill their life force like blood over cracked dry hillsides. This does not seem like a place where paradise exists. Glass towers float like castles in the air on a layer of smog, yet I still discover beauty. This is where I was brought during my Black Friday travels.  This is what I found in the middle of the frenzy.

On a sun soaked day
Among flaming cactus spines
hummingbirds battle.

smoggy skyline

 

 

hummingbird 3 small

hummingbird 2 small

getty cactus garden 1 small

These photos were taken in the gardens of the Getty Center Campus.

 

ljgloyd (c) 2014