A Bloom in Yellow

The cactus and many other flowers were given to me by an expat from the states living in Barcelona.

She died and her family gave me her entire cactus collection.

I took what I could by hand and carrito and found my way back to the piso.

The one you see here is, of course, hers.

I photographed this beautiful flower when I saw its first bloom in my care.

Thank you, Alice.

The Year of the Tiger

On behalf of the entire family, Nisha wishes everyone a Happy Chinese New Year.

Now, some of you may wonder why her photo was chosen ... hmmm?

Well, I was trying my darndest to get GOOD solo pictures of the other girls but I failed.

Her photo was the simplest and I was able to do a photoshop treatment I was dying to try.

I hope you like it!

Maybe Wool Would Do?

A well-endowed green bush, seen through french doors, stands with pride on a crisp (to me, damn cold) day, where, from nowhere, the color red is peeking through its plump leaves.

Intrigued, I reluctantly and slowly move toward the bush, all the while, my body shivering and my teeth clattering.

And,

 Maybe Wool Would Do

As I parted the leaves,

Lo and behold, this beautiful flower smiled back at me.

In less than a 30th of a second, I almost felt warmth.

Hit and Run Hula Dancers

She's got a flower in her hair, a lei around her neck and an inviting smile.

I don't know her name,

Hit & Run Hula dancer

but she's part of a group called the Hit & Run Hula dancers.

I was at the Academy of Sciences in San Francisco when, from a distance, I heard this wonderful, seasonic music that ended and I thought no more.

But what luck for me.

As I turned they walked towards a huge dry fountain,

Assembled,

And, began to dance.

View barcalunacy's Hit & Run Hula FLCKR photoset.