I Got Nothing

Drove up to the new office today hoping for a repeat of Tuesday, but the cloud cover was thicker than a few days ago so I didn't even bother with any pictures. Our prompt for Picture B&W was "watered down" which brings me to my weak attempt to come up with a picture that qualified. It's sad to say that it was my best shot of the day, but sometimes, that's the way things are.

At least there is always tomorrow.

The Beauty of Black and White

This is what I love about black and white, when you see it, it makes the simplest of things beautiful. Of course you do need good light.

A New Point of View

My first official day in our new office was met with a most gorgeous sunrise. For most of May, the cloud cover did a job on the sun, but today there was nothing impeding the rising sun. This is now my new view on the last leg of my journey.

Don't Be Fooled

This little donut shop may look like a hole in the wall, but inside this building are the best donuts in town...possibly the best donuts in Southern California.

Moving Day

Last day in our office at work. We're moving to the big times, the 12th floor across from the South Coast Plaza where I'll have an office, with a view. In remembrance, our CEO spray painted these words on the wall

I know this is going to sound lame, but I was so inspired the whole day by those words. I wanted to go and sign my name in a commitment to my co-workers, my customers, my CEO. I also know it's no comparison, but I thought about the Declaration of Independence and what gave it meaning and purpose. It wasn't just the words that Thomas Jefferson so eloquently crafted, but it was also the signatures of the men who were willing to put their lives on the line by signing the document.

It is in our signature and our written word that we can be held accountable. While I wasn't put in such perilous situation, I wanted so badly to sign that wall. To hold myself accountable, to make a commitment.

Worn Out

I wore her out playing tug of war with her.

Waiting

You can tell the novices from the veterans.

The anxiety is gone, replaced with resigned acceptance. Humor helps, a lot, too.