Linda JeffersIn a world of so many great photographers and writers, I am venturing into some unknown territories, leaving comfort zones, finally very willing to practice the art of seeing. By maintaining the practice of posting daily photos, I hope to continue learning about the possibilities that I trust are out there for the taking.

Come join me on my journey!

Photos of today’s hour hike around Lake Mamie may be viewed…..

I’ve posted photos of today’s hike shots taken with my little Canon Powershot A 650 here.

And, here are a few more photos of early morning shots just after I put out the first feeding of bird seed.

I forgot to post this:

9:16 am Tuesday, August 18th.
Ray just said while sitting in his lounge chair drinking his morning coffee, before his breakfast has been served, and after putting down the book he is reading: “I was just sitting here thinking, I don’t have any resentments against you. Isn’t that marvelous?”
I liked hearing that. This is a miracle. Ray just said that the only resentment he has is getting old. I understand and agree.


Lake Mamie photos on my photo site – Smugmug.

Yesterday I took some photos with a new lens, the Canon 70-200mm 2.8. It’s the first time I’ve used it. I’ve posted some of the photos on my Smugmug photo site. For easier viewing, there is a Slideshow option in the upper right hand side of the photo gallery page.

I plan on using Smugmug more than I have in the past. The site is a work in progress.

Also in progress, and hopefully not too far in the future, I will have all 3 of my sites – blog, smugmug and gottago’s adventure website linked on one Front Page. I’ll let you know when this happens.



Some insight into what occupies my time up here in the cabin while acclimating.

Since I purchased VZAccess ($59 a month!), which affords me internet access on my computer, I now have internet in the cabin. There are about 8 photographers’ blogs I normally follow and I continue following them up here. (I also get out and shoot too.)

So…..I spent quite a bit of time reflecting on what I read this morning.
When you have time, if you want to read about a special salesman named Derrick and see a very motivational video of him video taped by Zach Aris, read Zach’s photographer’s blog. Start your reading with Zach’s blog entry dated Aug 12th and then continue reading two more blogs about Derrick, dated the 13th and 14th.
Zach continues to be inspirational ever since I first became aware of Zach when he posted a Wednesday guest blog video on Scott Kelby’s blog 6 months ago. (If you haven’t seen this video of Zach’s on Scott’s site, this is a must see.

Then, I converted some video of the birds around our cabin.


My kinda day.

I got up early and caught the morning color on Crystal Crag after I put out the first serving of bird seed. The local market is selling a new kind of mixed seed and it is a big hit with the birds, chipmunks and ground squirrels.
So far the only birds we’ve seen are: juncos, stellar jays and a few black birds. One of the black birds has a gimp leg and basically flops in the center of the bowl bird feeder while eating. Each year Ray and I always look for the bully birds. Well I don’t know if this black bird is a bully, but he sure has a way of non verbally communicating with the very loud stellar jays that keeps the jays at a distance until the black bird decides to give up his bowl.

It’s usually the second day we are in Mammoth that Fatso shows up. Fatso fills his jowels with food, runs down the tree, must bury the food, as he comes right back up for more food. All the chipmunks and ground squirrels that feed from the flat plate on the floor of the porch, not so patiently wait their turn at the feeding plate when Fatso is feeding.
Ok, it’s 10:09pm and I am still in my pj’s. Ray is still sore from packing up his Tahoe and then unpacking it in again in Mammoth. Believe it or not, we bought and carried 21 of the quart sized yogurts up here and Ray had them all in an igloo, covered with ice. That makes for a very heavy carry. Here are a few of our reasons for staying inside the cabin all day:

  1. We are not yet acclimated to the 9600 feet elevation here at Wood’s Lodge and get dizzy washing dishes. It usually takes until the 3rd day when we start to feel ok with the altitude. I woke up with a pounding headache from being in the altitude and somewhat dehydrated.
  2. I wanted to get my “Food” photo assignment completed that’s due Tuesday.
  3. I’m addicted to Word Twist on FB.
  4. I can’t stop photographing the birds and squirrels.
  5. I am so enjoying not having an agenda.
  6. Ray’s hips are really bothering him. He’s so worried he’ll need another hip surgery.
  7. Ray wants to get into the first of many books he brought up here.
  8. And, because we can.

Tuesdays are 2 for One days at the Snow Creek golf course and every day from 12 to 3pm is half price.
Tomorrow I’d like to hike around a bit, take some morning lakeside photos and evening lake photos by lake at Wildyrie Lodge. Except for a newspaper and the mustard I forgot to bring, I see no reason to go into town.


Another great poem by Susan.

Poem by Susan Alvarez
copyright 2009


Looking in and looking out
All I’ve done is scream and shout
Somebody help me, I can’t see
What is right in front of me

The broken glass has fallen inside
I can’t run and I can’t hide
I only run into myself
and so I’m jumping on God’s shelf

Where God can get a hold of me
To squeeze me tight and set me free
it’s only there that I can breathe
And look at what’s inside of me

God take the tweezers, remove the glass
I’m bloody and bleeding and I can’t last
Here alone without your grace
I’ll die for sure in a lonely place

Why did you let me out of jail
and give me a key on which to impale?
My fears, my doubts and all my lies
I’m all alone and NOW I cry

It hurts so bad inside my soul
Was I better alone and whole?
The pieces they fit and they are sure mine
God, give me some glue of your design

While pieces lie broken, I can’t repair
The things of which I am so unaware
So pick them up into the light
and clean me up and make me right

I want to just walk so deep in this life
with none of the tantrums and none of the strife
the silence seems deafening and I just can’t hear
So speak very loudly and speak very clear

Your words like milk, to this lonely calf
who’s been sent here to love and just laugh
My heart is not broken, it’s beating inside
why was I running and why did I hide?

I felt all alone and lost in deep time
I forgot for a moment where I am divine
with cracks in the glass of this windshield called life
it’s all an illusion, and sharp as a knife

I’ll put down the glass and I won’t impale
I’ll listen to him and I will exhale
breathe out the fear, the pain and the doubt
Breathe in the love so God screams and shouts

Clear off the rooftop, I’m tall, I can leap
God’s made me fearless and given me feet
His legs I can stand on to walk to the light
out of the darkness for His love is right

He lays me down slowly right by the path
returns me to you so I can just laugh
this life is a journey and it never ends
whether we’re lovers, family or friends

God He takes nothing to love me this way
He leads to water when I go astray
When I am just lonely alone in the dark
He lights up the candle, He sends me the spark

My soul is on fire and that’s real OK
It’s warming and lovely, God made me that way
Not scared of the embers that He leaves inside
I don’t like the ego and I hate the pride

I’m giving that up so I can just say
it’s not what I wanted, I just want to pray
to open this package and unwrap the gift
walk out of Your light as Your love I live

I know I’ll be scared, it should be that way
I’m walking the road, I won’t go astray
With You there to guide me I can’t loose a thing
I am Your puppet, just pull on the string

God thank you for courage to be by myself
I’m climbing back often to You and this shelf
I thought I was lonely up here all alone
But sometimes I need to just come back home

I hear the laugh, it’s calling me now
I’m full of your wonder and now I know how
to stop for a moment and just let You in
It’s You that is healing, it’s me who can win.


Josh Jeffers and his new girlfriend, Amanda.

I just got off the phone with my stepson, Josh. He is very happy. He’s got a girlfriend he met two weeks ago and they’re very happy together. Josh told me he had emailed Ray these photos. I stole them from Ray.

It’s 3pm. I’m still in my p.j’s. I’ve made breakfast and lunch and the rest of the time I’ve been shooting photos of food for my next online class assignment or photographing the chipmunks and birds. Ray is reading. This is a true vacation. What constitutes a true vacation? Doing just what I want to do.


Saturday – 1st day in Cabin 18 at Wood’s Lodge in Mammoth.

Ray and I finally left home for Mammoth at 8:40am. We arrived in Mammoth around 4:15pm. We’d have arrived in Mammoth sooner but Ray had to stretch his legs in Bishop (my eyes are looking upward in that – yeah right- look) …and since we were in Bishop why not stop and visit Wilson’s Sporting Goods. I had a first in Wilson’s. I spent nada. Wilson’s is a slip store for me (and Ray apparently….he bought something). It’s a bitch when you have everything a store sells and don’t need anything. You see I’ve been directed to ask myself, “Do I need “it” or do I want “it”?

After a small food market stop, we checked in to one of our favorite cabins here at Wood’s Lodge, cabin #18. We have never stayed in cabin 19, but have eyed it with envy over the years. This year, our third week in Mammoth we’ll move from cabin #18 and stay the last week in cabin #19. Normally these better location cabins are not available as families or families of family members have been renting the same cabins each summer for over 50 years. We decided late to try and get a cabin. We got lucky as people must have canceled.

I quickly shot off some photos with my small Canon Powershot A 650 just before the sun set and right after I’d put out some bird seed. The feeding frenzy took place seconds after I emptied some seed into an outside bird feeder tray on the porch of the cabin.



Today is the day we were supposed to get the condo ready to be left while away in Mammoth. HA. Instead it was another day where the day dictates my choices rather than I following my schedule.

It’s 7:31pm. I’m exhausted. Ray is exhausted. This morning Ray and I went over to Axis House to 12 step a sponsee of Ray’s. That was emotionally draining. Next we spent time figuring out what to do with the Thursday night meeting and the concerns brought to our attention by Diane, the secretary of the Church. Last Thursday members brought children to the meeting and Diane commented on the fact that the children were unattended, disruptive and threw rocks around. She also mentioned we are allowing too many members to attend the meeting. Fire regulations states a max of 120 people are allowed in the room. We had 160!

We’ve known for a long time we had to find a larger facility. Our rent is so reasonable compared to going rents at other facilities. Now we have to look for another place. We also have to limit the number of chairs that will be set up for next week’s meeting. Anyone not seated will have to leave the room. Oh, people are going to be very unhappy. The timing for this awkward change is unfortunate. I wish Ray and I could be there.

Quincy has volunteered to look for other facilities. She found one today already but the rent for one week is more than what we pay for an entire month. Alima has offered to help in her ways and so has Katya who will stand outside the meeting next Thursday and help those who won’t be allowed to stay find other local meetings.

Change. I don’t like change. Our meeting has changed. We need to change. We will change but I’m in fear and not trusting a change will be for the good of the meeting as I have known it the last 22 years. Ray has gone to this meeting 10 years longer than I have.

To be continued…….. I need to get to packing up for Mammoth. I’ll think about the Thursday Night meeting tomorrow, or the next day, or………


Happy Birthday Paula.

While walking from El Rancho to the JTBP meeting tonight I noticed the ball of red in the sky. Too bad I only had my cell phone camera to take this photo.

Paula’s parents, Carol and Tom, on each side of Paula.

Ok, I’m home. It’s midnight. I’m going to bed.


A quick hello.

I’ve really been trying to be good spending money. Really LR. So I wasn’t happy to see an unknown orange light come on while driving Monday night. I was happy to see the light quickly go away though. I hoped that the light coming on was a fluke.

Yesterday, the light came on again. I couldn’t find the book that came with the car to explain what this orange light coming on was all about. Ray found the book and told me it was related to my brakes. Great, cause I was driving to Upland at 5pm. I called the Mercedes mechanic(my car is out of warranty). I was told that once the warning brake light starts to appear I could drive another 100 to 150 miles without a concern, especially since I would be driving on the freeway, not starting and stopping a lot.

Because later last night I’d have 4 other passengers in the car while driving to Upland (1.3 hour drive), Ray let me take his car.

Today I took my car to the Mercedes mechanic. That visit cost me $1050.00.

So much for trying to keep my expenses down.

At the meeting tonight, I quickly shot off a photo of Ray and the two newest ladies in my life.

Cynthia, Ray and Connie at the JTBP meeting in Rancho Mirage.

In to LA tomorrow with Ray, Paula and Connie and then Friday Ray and I pack up for Mammoth and our stay at Wood’s Lodge above Lake Mary.