Extreme

So we set out Saturday morning to go take some pictures with Jen and Leevin and Mish. I've never been up to the channel 10 spot in Nimitz before and at first I thought where the hell is Leevin taking us this is how scary stories start. But it ended up being a cool place. Although it was full of red dirt and squishy mud (Mish "I think I'm sinking") it has great views from up there. I realized that I didnt step back and take any full scale shots of that rock. And as I went through it I actually dont have one of the rock itself but only of Leevins hike to it:

Galavanting in the South

Last last weekend we went down south to take some photos with Penny, Jen and Heidi (new zealander who was visiting) and a fellow flickrererer photographer friend person Leevin. We started out mid afternoon and found a place or two and more that we werent able to stop by to but hopefully next time. Heres some pictures from that day:


Leevin and his chain of keys


Jen


Pen












banana plantation we found



hope you liked them,
Lani

Starting Over

Im starting over here. I seem to be starting over almost everywhere. Trying to leave certain things behind me with the hope that it'll help me move on. I'm not entirely sure if it is working because I think some days I illude myself into thinking that I am fine and things will be ok and then I catch myself replaying the incidents that lead up to this over in my head and then I feel this unspeakable depression. It's a physical condition, like grief or being kicked in the shin, after you've been hit by a train, that was lit on fire, by someone who had syphillis and spit in your mouth. Not that I'm bitter...or anything ;)

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