"Not to find one's way in a city may well be uninteresting and banal. It requires ignorance-nothing more. But to lose oneself in a city-as one loses oneself in a forest-that calls for quite a different schooling. Then, signboard and street names, passers-by, roofs, kiosks, or bars must speak to the wanderer like a crackling twig under her feet in the forest."
-Walter Benjamin
As I drove to work in the tule fog this morning, I wanted to stop and photograph many sights in a world transformed. A set of railroad cars turned into beckoning objects of mystery. Trees were shrouded and you expected elves or other fey to peek out....And once again one of my biggest dilemmas came knocking as I continue to wander further into the world of photography and arts. Do I continue to work as a clinical social worker, draw back and juggle working part-time with photography studies etc., etc?. No answers yet, so I'm just letting it quietly sit and proof as they say in cooking terms....in the meantime I couldn't resist a shot of the sun coming up that was occurring just as I pulled into the parking lot of the dialysis clinic where I work. I took about 8 shots and it gave me quiet joy for the rest of the day...
Speaking of quiet joy, I stopped at Trader Joe's on the way home to pick up dog snacks for Bella and found something new. Cranberry Rolls! Combine it with their Chocolate Tea with a bit of half and half and a dash of honey mixed in and you have the perfect early January pre-bedtime snack.
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