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Walkin’

Photographed in St. Kilda, Melbourne, Australia.

Monterey Canning Co

Phew! I’m finally home and slept last night in my own bed for the first time in nearly a month. To be honest with you, I’m just plain exhausted and feel like a need a holiday. I’ve been keeping a rather hectic pace for the last nine months since we moved to the USA, and I really do feel like a need some downtime from travelling (famous last words). I’ve calculated that in 9 months I’ve been to 14 American States and four Canadian provinces. I think that’s a little crazy and my body is starting to agree. We’ll see though. I’m meant to be travelling to another international meeting next month, but I’m not sure whether I’ll be going. If it doesn’t happen, I’m going to spend some quality time gazing at my navel for a few months.

I hope to be catching up on everyone’s blogs over the coming weeks. I’ve missed you all….so I’ll be dropping by soon. In the meantime, it’s time for a doggy photo from my visit to Monterey in June. The Aquarium is well worth the visit and the drive down to Monterey from San Francisco is really beautiful (provided you don’t get stuck in Wildfires like we did).

 

Crossing the street

This photograph was taken in the main street of Bisbee, Arizona. I couldn’t decide whether I preferred the photo in colour or black and white, so I processed it so that it was somewhere in between.

Dog Walking in Hippy Town

Photographed in Haight-Ashbury, San Francisco. One of the best places EVER for people (and dog) watching.

The Journey

If you haven’t figured it out already, I have a number of real passions. The first two are quite obvious…I love photography and I love dogs. The other passion of mine, which actually led me into photography, is travelling. I am never happier than when I am travelling.

No matter where I am in the world, as long an I’m experiencing something new, I am in an almost perpetual state of bliss. I’ve found this to be true whether I am enjoying a coffee and croissant on a sidewalk in Prague; attempting to explain to the Indian man on the train why I don’t have a husband with me; or floating down the River Nile on a Felucca.

As I get older (and perhaps wiser) I’m really starting to enjoy the journey. Every day I strive to put the destination to the back of my mind and focus on the process. I think this video sums it up perfectly. Thanks to George for bringing it to my attention. We really do get our inspiration in the most unlikely of places. Louis Vuitton? Who would have thought it?

What is a journey?