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Smartphone Saturday: Old as Time

20 Jun 2015, Posted by P.J. Oswald in Things

After a busy week like this one, I’m grateful for the chance to take the weekend off from blogging. But that doesn’t stop me from posting an unedited Smartphone Saturday image straight off the phone.

My brother-in-law and I have biked the Cronan Ranch Trails Park several times now, but this truck had never before greeted us at the top of the western hill climb. The old Chevy looked weathered enough to make me wonder if the world had ended while we were busy pedaling in the foothills of the Sierra Nevada Mountain Range. The paint on the hood seemed to peel before our eyes, and the numbers of the license plate seemed to be all but worn off. And even though the truck looked abandoned, it was one and the same vehicle used to haul food and water up the hill to feed a flock of grazing sheep just outside the frame. The hungry creatures didn’t seem to mind that the truck looked as old as time.

Kilauea Caldera’s Boiling Pot

19 Jun 2015, Posted by P.J. Oswald in Places

After several days of beaching it up on the igneous shores of Hawai’i’s Big Island, we were ready to explore some new terrain. So we packed the rental van with three kids (and not nearly enough snacks) and set off in the direction of the Kilauea caldera.

Note to self: Next time, start adventures before dinnertime.


Smartphone Saturday: The Not Very British Invasion

13 Jun 2015, Posted by P.J. Oswald in Things

Smartphone Saturday has arrived again. This is the day I take a break from my storytelling to post a simple, unedited smartphone photo from my trusty Lumia 1020. It’s a bit lighter than my DSLR, but it still captures memories!

On a recent vacation to the big island of Hawaii, I discovered that there are no jet ways at the Kona Airport. All passengers disembark from ramps that take them directly down to the runway. I felt a bit like I was a part of that iconic British Invasion scene of the Beatles arriving in America, waving to adoring fans as they stepped out of the plane. For whatever reason, nobody screamed or fainted when I stepped out. Maybe I need a haircut or something.


The Bride and Her Voice

12 Jun 2015, Posted by P.J. Oswald in Weddings

Had I been in her shoes, I would have been quaking with fear at the notion of singing before a crowd on my wedding day.

Had I been in her shoes, I also would have fallen on my face. I’ve never worn high heels.