Inland Empire (A metropolitan area and region inland of and adjacent to coastal Southern California.) — Image by kenne
This image was created in June of 2009 by combining four images without using Photoshop photomerge,
which is what I would do to create a panorama today.
— kenne
“I can see you” — Sleeping Canada Goose Image by kenne
San Bernardino Valley Panorama Created from Four Images (July 11, 2009) — Panorama Image by kenne
― from The Underground Railroad by
Pandemic Fun In The Park — B&W Image by kenne
Snow On The San Bernardino Mountains — Image by kenne
After a very rainy Thanksgiving Day here in Rancho Cucamonga, CA, we woke up to this mountain scene . . . Beautiful!
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Water Lily Blossoms — Image by kenne
Up through the water
I walk checking out angles
Shadows on the pond.
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Del Mar Racing Paddock Area (August 13, 2014) — Images by kenne
We have spent the last few days in the San Diego area. Since this is the summer racing season at Del Mar, and not having been there, we decided to go watch the horses. It’s and attractive racing facility — very California.
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“Thanksgiving Cigar” — Image by kenne
THANKSGIVING CIGAR
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James, Justin and Chase Enjoy The Pool While In Southern California Last Week. — Image by kenne
Jacaranda Tree Blossoms In Redlands, California — Images by kenne
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“The Dining Room Table,” A Still Life — Images by kenne
In a little while we will be leaving Tucson, driving to San Bernardino to be with family as we celebrate the life of Virginia Chapman, Joy’s mother.
Since Virginia’s death, we have spent time reading Marie Howe’s powerful book of poems, “What the Living Do.” In a time of grief, her poems provide instruction for the living, one of which I share with those who follow this blog:
The Dream
I had a dream in the day:
I laid my father’s body down in a narrow boat
and sent him off along the riverbank with its cattails and grasses.
And the boat — it was made of bark and wood bent when it was wet —
took him to his burial finally.
But a day or two later I realized it was my self I wanted
to lay down, hands crossed, eyes closed. . . .
Oh, the light coming up from down there,
the sweet smell of the water — and finally, the sense of being carried
by a current I could not name or change.
— Marie Howe
Virginia Chapman On 85th Birthday (June, 2009) May she rest in peace! — Image by kenne
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With Virginia’s passing, the family and friends will not be celebrating her 90th birthday this June, at least not as planned. In lieu of our not being able to share her 90th birthday celebration, I share a video of her 85th birthday party celebration.
Virginia Chapman’s 85th Birthday Celebration, June, 2009
Jeri, Mother Virginia, Joy & Jody (July 8, 2012) — Image by kenne
Less than three weeks ago, Joy was in southern California planning her mother’s 90th birthday celebration with sisters Jody and Jeri. This past Tuesday, she returned, this time to her mother’s deathbed. This afternoon Virginia passed away peacefully. She is survived by her eight children, many grand and great-grandchildren.
— kenne
West Coast Surfing On A Rainy Day (Oceanside, California)– Images by kenne
A Redding California Christmas — Image by kenne
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Becoming is Superior to Being 