Blood Moon
April 15, 2014
The Moon is magical.
To the right is Mars.
Twilight at the Huntington | Dancing with Phoebe
Huntington Gardens
December 29, 2013
Yesterday to honor #dancingwithphoebe, I went to the Huntington Gardens to play with the fairies.
These are the photos I captured and this is the video I made: instagram.com/p/ihnnLVGSQm/
Micki and Tim departed LA and I followed them for the first leg of the journey.
A picture is worth a thousand words.
But a camera couldn’t even capture my whole heart.
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2012 begins with three new websites:
www.photouhoh.com
www.photofables.com
www.healingmoongarden.com
Enjoy!
Happy New Year
A beautiful day in 2011… I’m not quite ready to let you go, but I do thank you and I love you for another great year.
Thank you, 2011.
A friend commented on my photos one day,
“Diana, you see so many wonderful things! I see the same s*** every day!”
I said to him,
“You need to keep your head up and look around. If you keep your head down and look at the ground, of course you see the same s*** every day!”
Keep your head up.
There is so much to see and experience.
So much to be thankful for…
Every day.
A small group of friends gathered on the 4th, sandwiched between the high desert and the high clouds. The sun cut through with its golden rays and accentuated our natural glow of love and energy. Everything was covered in magical godlike dusk, and I could not move out of it to capture it. I myself was captured, along with the blades of grass, the rose petals, the light between the trees, the shine in our eyes, the highlights in our hair, the warmth of our faces, the laughter echoing out into the sky… And when after the darkness finally covered us and when the sky exploded with stars, … the Moon smiled upon us as tiny universes taunted us with their cannons.
There was a hail storm this evening and I decided to seize the opportunity to photograph one of my favorite scents.
As I stepped out of the house to go to dinner last night at 5:45pm, I realized I just missed what must have been an amazing sunset. The sky was still tinged with glowing orange red. I could feel the beauty of it all. So I chased the sunset while the rest of the sky fell into night. I found out later my friend was riding back on his bike to meet me and so he was absorbed into most of it. What a beautiful ride that must have been.
I didn’t take my camera out last night. I needed a night off to enjoy life. And it was perfect. I felt lighter, more carefree.
We had dinner at a Korean BBQ place, drinks at Hotel Figueroa, and True Grit at the Regal Theatre.
Yellow orange lights under around entwining leaves and black curving iron swirls.
Laughter, smiles, quick steps, a touch and I’m swinging around…
Under the dark star lit sky.
Music. Cool air. A beautiful life.