MAR 16 : 75/365

When Irish eyes are smiling Sure, 'tis like the morn in Spring In the lilt of Irish laughter You can hear the angels sing When Irish hearts are happy All the world seems bright and gay And when Irish eyes are smiling Sure, they steal your heart away.

MAR 10 : 69/365

Alexander Hamilton. My name is Alexander Hamilton. And there’s a million things I haven’t done, But just you wait, just you wait. So fortunate to have caught a performance today of the national tour as it passes through Denver this month. F-A-B-U-L-O-U-S!!

MAR 8 : 67/365

“I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow.” ― Sylvia Plath After the frustrations of yesterday, when I felt as if my creativity was being stifled by others demands on me, I decided to take a little break today.  So, I turned off my phone, stopped answering emails & instead gave myself... Continue Reading →

MAR 7 : 66/365

An accountant turned photographer?  That doesn't compute.   Hello, my name is Beth, and I'm a recovering C.P.A. It's true.  For 20+ years of my life I worked as an accountant.  First with one of the big national accounting firms, and later as a self-employed bookkeeper for private businesses.  I was good at what I did,... Continue Reading →

MAR 5 : 64/365

Good friends, good books, and a sleepy conscience:  this is the ideal life. - Mark Twain It’s been one of those Mondays.  And while any Monday can be rough, it seems that a Monday following a vacation tends to be particularly rough, and today was one of those after-vacation-kind-of-Mondays. Anxious to wind down after a long... Continue Reading →

FEB 14 : 45/365

Nature is ever at work building and pulling down, creating and destroying, keeping everything whirling and flowing, allowing no rest but in rhythmical motion, chasing everything in endless song out of one beautiful form into another. - John Muir Wind sculpted snow as viewed from the Symphony chair lift at Whistler Mountain.

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