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On This Memorial Day…

… we visited Golden Gate National Cemetery in San Bruno.

The visit was short. Cold and sharp wind in our faces. Screaming newborn and wandering everywhere toddler… .

Got the picture?!

Anyway during this short visit I took a few pictures.

It was amazing to be able to experience a place like that not only from the TV screen but with my own eyes.

Very touching… .

I suck at panoramic pictures, so this one is not the best one but I just wanted to show how big and impressive this place is, and this is only a small part of what was around us:

Click on the picture to enlarge

Scattered Horizons


Quick peek at our last week and Scavenger Hunt

Last week we had guests from the East Cost.

It’s been crazy busy time. One day we spent visiting Henry Cowell Redwood State Park in Felton and the next day we went to San Francisco.

I took too many pictures. Seriously. Every single time I go to SF I promise to myself that I won’t get crazy with photographing every single building and every single time I do the opposite ;).

Anyway, yesterday late at night I finished editing my last picture. It’s too many pictures to squize them in in one or even two (or three) posts so now I have to think of a coherent way of displaying them in a few posts.

This post will be the first part, I guess. For Ashley’s Scavenger Hunt I used just pictures from our trip to Redwoods and San Francisco.

I am one of those people who if having to many unprocessed pictures they won’t take any new pictures until they are done processing the old ones. I know that today I do not have to edit any more pictures but still… I am tired of even thinking about it and thinking about having to take new pictures is very unpleasant right now.

Ok, back to the Scavenger Hunt list for this week:

1. Before and After

a) before

b) after

This picture is really not that good. I can’t do panoramic pictures and I can’t edit them so the space where they are connected is not visible. In this pictures I wasn’t trying to be technically good. I wanted to show the spectacular view of San Francisco looking from a place called Twin Peaks.

2. Opposing Lines

… and as I said… when going to the City I just can’t help myself. I HAVE to take pictures of those buildings out there. This time we had a wonderful weather and the sky was just perfect for pictures like the one above.

3. Custom Bokeh

I wish I had the time to play with creating my bokeh but maybe another time. Thanks for the awesome idea, though.

This time I used a photo from Redwoods State Park.

4. Little Features

Waiting for our food to come at Louis’ restaurant in San Francisco. Trying out an amazing AF-S Nikkor 35mm f/1.8G which a happy owner I am since a few days now. CAN YOU IMAGINE!? I still can’t!!!!!

5. Which pair of shoes should I wear?

In this case the question is irrelevant. She didn’t need shoes at all ๐Ÿ˜‰

Sunday SnapshotUnknown Mami

Polish in America and John Paul II

Today I’m a guest, and I’m warning you: there’ll be many links in here.

I’m a guest @Polish Mama on the Prairie.

I “met” her through Bloggy Moms community more than a few months ago.

She is so devoted to being Polish that surprises even me. I don’t know so much about Polish cooking as she does. I’m not THAT involved in discussion about Polish politics, culture, and Polish history as she is. It amazes me.

She left Poland when she was a little girl, but she never stopped loving this country. Her blog is all about being Polish in America, raising kids in bicultural family, cooking Polish food, talking about Polish history, etc.

Her last two posts were about John Paul II (Polish Pope).

Letter to Heaven: Dear Beloved Polish Pop.

I’m gonna use them to talk about something else in this post.

I’m gonna talk (or showing my pictures) from the event that happened last Sunday in San Francisco.

April 30th John Paul II was beatified.

May 1st, I witnessed a Mass celebrating his beatification in San Francisco. I was a volunteer photographer for this event. Great experience for me as a photographer and in many different ways.

It happened thanks to Caria who is really deep involved in Polish culture here in Bay Area:

SF Krakow Sister Cities Project,

The Polish Arts and Culture Foundation,

Polish Cultural Center of the Pacific

and I shouldn’t forget about my friend who actually thought about me when Caria asked him about some fellows photographers he might now and who would be willing to volunteer for this event.


I’m not totally done with editing my pictures, but I’ll share with what I’ve already done. Hope you like at least few of them ๐Ÿ™‚ They are not perfect considering my equipment, but as somebody used to say: it’s not the camera… it’s the photographer… ๐Ÿ˜‰


Tomasz didn’t post his pictures, yet, but I had the chance to see them the same day on Sunday… and they were FANTASTIC!!!


Go to his gallery of amazing photos from last Sunday.

More pictures on my weebly website.

Ok, time to spend a little bit time with my Cranky Pants.

hugs from my corner!


San Francisco trip – story continues

Zen and Art of the motorcycle trip to San Francisco story continues here.

I was just thinking how funny that is (I bet a few moms do the same when they have night/day out) that as soon as I realized I left my daughter with somebody else I started thinking about her. Riding on the back seat of the motorcycle is the kind of activity that forces you to think. There is just you, and the wind, and the noise of the highway. It’s more like a meditation. You sit there and think or stay blank. Your choice.

So after about 15 minutes of riding I caught myself thinking about my daughter and my friend. It was all about pooping, diapers changing, feeding, etc. I caught myself hoping my daughter wouldn’t poop while we are gone. I thought about how unpleasant that would be for my friend, and how bad I would feel for her. Silly, I know, but I couldn’t help myslef. I thought: o men, if her dad after a year of practising still needs help, how hard it would be for somebody who has never changed a diaper.ย 

Poopy one is twice harder to change that the “regular” one. Everybody knows that.

Then I thought about feeding, and the nap time. I wasn’t worrying about the feeding part. Our daughter is a great eater. She doesn’t mind the nap time either, but right now she is the transition between two and one nap during the day. So, I already felt bad, that when my friend came at 11am our daughter wasn’t sleeping and it didn’t look like she is near to a nap time, either.

A few times I tried to think about something else. It didn’t work. As soon as we stopped I called my friend just to hear that everything is ok, and our daughter “is like a doll” – what my husband commented: “if she only could feed herslef and change her diapers she would’ve been a perfect kid”. [sigh]

So after that call my thoughts focused on the pain in my butt, and the freezing weather. The painful thoughts continued through the entire way back home ๐Ÿ˜‰

And as I promised in my last post – more pictures from that trip.

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More pictures to come. Don’t have much time to go through all of them because of Battlestar Galactica. Fiftysomething episode. Starbuck is dead, or they want us to think that. We’ll see in a few hours. First I’ve got to move me butt and start cooking dinner.

Hugs from my corner.

Zen and art of the motorcycle trip to San Francisco

I haven’t been blogging for a while.

Two words:

Battlestar Galactica

and one more:


So, now you know why! We are on 49th episode. 27 to go!

but today I had to break this mad circle. because a miracle had happened.

A friend of mine babysit for us. She did that because of bad karma (long story!). So you see… MIRACLE… ๐Ÿ˜‰ Being a nanny for many years (in Poland, and in US) made me very picky about leaving my baby with the strangers… . That’s why since our daughter was born we hadn’t have anybody (not counting in-laws) to babysit for us while me and my husband would go out.

When my friend offered her help I realized how bad I need it, those few hours away. I said YES! Come over, and stay as long as you want.ย 

She did.

Me and my husband went for a motorcycle ride to San Francisco.


It was a long, long time ago when I rode with my husband for the last time. I knew it’ gonna be cold. But I wasn’t expecting it to be THAT cold. Becauseย  you always have to know that SF is different. Everything is different in SF! I forgot about it. I forgot that actually I might need an extra sweater or something.

We planned a few things to see and to go to.

Lucky us:

– where Golden Gate Bridge suppose to be we saw…hm… actually we didn’t see anything…

yes, a little bit to your left, and you would’ve been able to see the GGB…

…maybe some other time ๐Ÿ˜‰

– we were bothered by some unhappy (I can’t imagin why, life is so beautiful after all, RIGHT?!) cop. When your ass hurts as hell, you hair looks like you just flew from Chicago to San Francisco on a broom and all what you want is to stretch your legs, the last person you want to see or talk to is a cop who thinks he’s funny when actually he’s not. He should’ve shoved his sarcastic sense of humor deep up his butt…

and YES, I had a helmet, but my hair was so tangled after all!!!

Ok, I better stop complaining.

But wait I have to mention that after that cop to ex-cop face to face interaction my husband lost his sense of humor, too.

I snapped that picture and we were on the road again.

we drove by that nice looking guy

surrounded by fog and…

… even more fog

ย – we drove to a restaurant we had planned to eat at

– it was closed.

We sat outside for a few minutes, I took some pictures:

this video:

At the same time I freezed my butt off, and…

we were on the road again.

This time looking for some place to eat (my husband)

to get some HOT HOT HOT COFFEE (me)

Look carefully at the picture below. Do you see the Ocean?!


Me neither ๐Ÿ˜‰

The weather got better as we got further in to the City, and I enjoyed it.

With my camera on my lap… or on my husband’s arm ๐Ÿ™‚ I had a really great time. Won’t mention here the real pain in the butt, because don’t want it to sound like I’m just complaining about that trip.

I’m not…

But geeze… that pain!!! It hurt so bad… and I knew that we have an hour ride back home in front of us!!!

but listen…

I’m not complaining.



not to be very boring with all those pictures I’ll leave this story right here.

but don’t you be worrying:

De Young, San Francisco

Our trip to San Francisco had started from visiting De Young museum in Golden Gate Park.

Next time if we go there we’ll spend much more time inside this elevator. It’s an awesome place for somebody who loves, loves, loves reflections, but at the same time it’s not for somebody who haven’t figured out white balance, and doesn’t want to use any other mode than manual… Grrrr. Next time I’ll be going up and down until I get at least one decent shot ๐Ÿ™‚

But… look at Ewelina’s face! She had a blast with us!

A few shots from the view point.

ah… and a shot of Joanna while capturing me and Ewelina . It looks like she’s happy with what she captured… ๐Ÿ™‚

… and of course reflections… the coolest room ever!

Nick Cave’s Soundsuit

Streets of San Francisco

A few days ago me my little turtle, and Joanna went to the City. We had something like a “kind of plan” of what we want to do, and where we want to go.

This is link to the route we walked.


It’s not quite accurate, because I do not remember all those streets we’d turned onto… ๐Ÿ™‚ Joanna should remember, she had the map.

For the first 4 miles we took MUNI bus. It was terrible. With the stroller, our camera’s bags, diaper’s bag, bus driver barely speaking English, and bus full of first grade kids… ufff… next time we need to find better transportation.

I’ll post pictures from “de young” in my next post.

These pictures are not quite in the right order…

Joanna while taking picture of sofa/bench in front of the furniture store

the rest of mine pictures are do dupy, and not worth to show… :-/
that’s why we need another trip to the City… SOON!!!

Nudity and Bay 2 Breakers, 2010

Two years ago for the first time I saw a nacked man/women walking among thousands of people in the middle of the street when the sun was shining bright…
Don’t get me wrong. I’d seen nudity before, but Bay 2 Breakers/08 was totally different experience to my eyes, and my soul ๐Ÿ˜‰
Just watching these people made me feel kinda ashamed. Like it was me walking naked. I don’t know why. Maybe because I was raised in a very radical family with a radical ideology about nudity.

Good that for most of the time I managed to be my own teacher ๐Ÿ™‚ so pictures like these below make me laugh, and not ashamed anymore.

never too cold to get nacked together
free your soul