Friday, November 22, 2013

Dog days of Autumn

One of the bloggers I follow talked about pulling out their old camera and spending time using
it.  It made me think about my old camera.  I let me daughter use it for some time but it's been lonely and abandoned in the closet for about a year.  I decided  that it might be a good runaround camera.  I pulled it out and charged it and took it for a ride on Sunday.  I took it and Bobbi for a ride in the Jeep.  Out to the dogpark. It was the first time Bobbi had been in the Jeep with the top pushed back.  I don't know what she thought of it. 
The camera was so lightweight.  It was a bit sluggish compared to mine as well.  It obviously needs a new strap though- the one it has is terribly uncomfortable.  It will do however.
Texas autumn is a little different.  This week the leaves are changing pretty heavily.  Sunday it was well over 75 degrees.  People in shorts and on bikes and walking dogs and jogging and simply wonderful.

Thursday, November 21, 2013

Fleetside Jewel

I'm not sure which camper this truck hauled in.  They had it set up with a sign on the back for their group.  But oh what a sight this must be hauling it's mini camper around the countryside.  Just as cute as my Jeep would look pulling a teardrop behind it.

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

It's all in the details

Because I used to handle claims on a lot of campers I was intrigued to see this as well.  A lot of these little campers are from the 50's and 60's.  These women have purchased these campers for probably anywhere from $500 on up to a couple thousand dollars depending on the state of disarray. 

Then they have to take them and completely revamp them.  A lot of them have been significantly gutted and others still have all the original appliances and wood trimmings inside. After that it's all about infusing the units with their own personal style and attitude. Oh and I saw plenty of both!!

I got such a kick out of this bordello on wheels.  Just full of piss n vinegar sass.

And my personal favorite.  This Gypsy Caravan.  Oh the details.
The campers were wonderful but outside of all that one has to go back to the founding principle of the group.  The companionship and friendship and mentorship amongst these women.  There were a couple areas where it was obvious they came together to sit around a fire and a communal cooking area for them to share meals.  For women who are recent members they teach each other things like how to safely haul these units and handle the propane and the maintenance. 
I was very excited and came home to tell Tom all about it.  He simply groaned and said "oh no, right up your alley, have you decided to buy one?"  Of course not I replied.  (Yet in all honesty I mentally envisioned one of these babies purchased, decorated and named all within my 20 minute walk around there.) 

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Sisters on the Fly

"Sisters on the Fly" is the name of the group that I stumbled on.  The strange little encampment.  I wandered around for less than an hour but if I'd had time I suspect my camera could have stayed busy all day.  I was told that earlier in the day they had an 'open house' of sorts and all the ladies were there and offering looks inside their campers.  I was relieved I'd made it there late.  I avoided a lot of other people and I may have gone on sensory overload if I'd seen the insides of these little mobile fantasies.

Sisters on the fly is a group of empowered women.  No specific age or race or background.  Just 3 rules apparently.  No Men, No children, No animals.  This alone intrigued me.
Initially I suspect it was a way for some adventurous women to travel and camp together.  The Fly part is in reference to fly fishing .  But apparently when they gather now it has evolved to something greater.  There appears to be no limit to the activities these ladies participate in.

I made a personal observation that most of these ladies were in the 40 and older group.  (Exactly my kinda people) Independent, creative, powerful, fun and witty. Not to mention Sassy.

I don't know if they always traveled with campers or if they originally had more tent camping.  The mini campers were all as different as the women in this diverse group.   Some were simply over the top decorated and I was informed of the term "Glamping" in lieu of  "camping".  Some were simplistic and not decorated at all. 

How absolutely adorable are the little camper string lights???

This one is keeping it simple and functional.

I cant wait to show you more tomorrow!!

Monday, November 18, 2013

Curiosity Killed the Cat...

Except for this cat, I was definitely rewarded for my curiosity this weekend. 

I was leaving work Friday and I looked over and spotted this.

This is normally an empty field.  What was going on?  It looked like they were all vintage campers.   Maybe some type of craft fair or well, I just didn't know.

So on Saturday after work I had about an hour so I grabbed my camera with the hopes that this grouping of campers was still around.  I have to start taking every opportunity to photograph now, especially since I'm running out of my Hawaii photo stash. 

Actually I hoped they were a bunch of pot smoking, dread head, bead wearing bohemian hippies.  I had hope that the owners of these campers were as colorful as these units.  But it was none of that.  It was even better. So initially I went up to this little unit with the roses and quilts.  Dina's Den.  The door was open and I called out "Excuse me".  That was all it took for me to learn about campers and caravans, sisterhood and fishing. 

I'll tell you more tomorrow.  Time to go edit some of these lovely little nuggets I found for you.


Sunday, November 17, 2013


I first got glasses when I was about 4 years old.  I had incredibly poor vision and relied on glasses and later contacts for everything.  I had myopia which most people know as nearsightedness and astigmatism. 

Several years ago Tom and I had lasik surgery performed together.  Romantics aren't we?  It was amazing though, first time I ever was able to see without assistance. 

Here recently however my age has started to betray me and I'm experiencing Presbyopia.  Farsightedness.  You know, having to hold that book at full arms length away from myself in order to be able to decipher the print.  Back into glasses.  They are reading glasses and I don't have to wear them all the time but it's frustrating to say the least. 

Oh well, It was good for a little while. 

Saturday, November 16, 2013

Masts in the harbor

A ship is safe in harbor, but that's not what ships are for.”---William Shedd

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”--Mark Twain


Friday, November 15, 2013

Peabrained Peacock

Things are not always what you expect.  Take the peacock.  Not exactly the elegant, pompous creature I expected.  It was kind of like a naughty puppy dog.  This peacock has obviously been around tourists for a very long time.  He hung around the food concession area and begged for food.  Actually it was a bit more belligerent than begging.  I actually enjoyed watching it play out.  He approached the picnic tables and looked for opportunities to snag a bit of lunch for himself.  There were signs all over requesting people not to feed the animals.  I would have been content to sit and feed potato chips to him all afternoon but Tom was not going to allow that to happen.  He was like the bird Nazi making sure I didn't disregard the sign.  Most of the patrons were intolerant or quite frightened.  I enjoyed watching the frightened ones.  Squealing and running around the table.  I'm pretty sure the peacock did not want them, just the hamburger bun on that plate.
Some people are like this too.  Beautiful on the outside but pesky and peck, peck, peck. You see them coming and you start running around the table to avoid them.  My advice- sit back and throw potato chips at them and appreciate the beauty.  

Thursday, November 14, 2013

Short Changed.....

I'm down to about 150 photos left from Hawaii.  I guess that's probably 20 useable photos and maybe 2-3 more blogposts left out of it. 
Although it's been great having this stash of photos to go back to I feel its missed a lot.  Blogging like this- the stories that go with the pictures get forfeited. Posting them so much later I lose my desire to tell the tales that go with it.  Or maybe I simply forget or it simply doesn't seem as interesting to me so I certainly won't bore you with it.  We'll see if I verbally come out of my shell once I run out of photos and am running around the house at the last moment looking for something to shoot and post for this blog.  Maybe then I'll have something wonderfully insightful to say when I post a picture of a box of cereal.
I have been blogging consistently though.  There is a lot to be said for that considering how hectic work has been.  And it got cold here.  And I lost my fingertip gloves I use when I photograph. I'll have to search for more excuses soon when I run out of stock photos.  Oh and real quick it seems my blog post titled  "Stab her in the belly" is no longer the number one blog post I have.  It's now the one titled Toupee.