Sunday, July 28, 2013

28 JULY 2013

Glimpses into the tunnels of my mind, or some other equally noxious title.  Like looking in the right and out the left.

Sunday morning and even the birds are quiet.  Temps dropped last night from the mid 90's to mid seventies and it is downright cool here ninety degrees south of the sun.  I guess it will warm up tho later.  This weekend we have a house guest and therefore have been getting out an about.  Began yesterday with a market thingy in town.  All kinds of vendors, artists street musicians and people just walking about, some buying some not.  It was good to go free style shooting again for a change.  Just picking up whatever image offered itself.  The pasta was good and we bought some and photographed some. Reminded me of a little restaurant we used to inhabit up in Rock Hall, Maryland called "Pasta Plus".   Amazing how one image seen and photographed can conjure up all sorts of other memories.


The music was of the street vendor type.  Guys and girls trying to get some exposure and make a buck of loose change.  Not great but not too bad with only one cup of Pike Place on board.


The obligatory trip to the Riverbanks Zoo took most of the middle part of the day.  And guess what....we had showers....again.  I am beginning to think that South Carolina is becoming the new Florida.  Beautiful all day, fifteen minute down pour in the afternoon followed by beautiful again.  I can't complain it is better than temps north of a hundred ten and humidity at 2,000 plus.

The zebras seemed to like it too.


And I got images of the first Great Horned Owl that I have every been close enough to for a photo.


Yes, it is a zoo shot.  If he had been in the wild there would not have been a shot.  Cause he would have been asleep somewhere hidden.  They are nocturnal and full sunlight is like our own alarm clock going off at 5:30 am telling us that work is our next event to enjoy!  In this case he is taken out of his dark secure case where he was asleep and now wondering why did they to that to me.  And who are all these crazy people looking at me?  Such is the life of a captive bird and tourist alike.

Have a great Sunday.  Give a nod to God cause he put you here and maybe even say thanks for putting ma feet on the floor.

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