Another Scavenger Hunt but this time in the graveyard

Picked the location for the next CTT outing. Back to the Sacramento Historic Cemetery. My husband thought that creating a scavenger hunt bordered on the insensitive. I thought otherwise, and so the trip was planned.

This is such a beautiful setting. Full of reminders of our historic past. Volunteers each tend their garden area with such passion. Flowers bloom throughout the year. Bulbs, roses, succulents, perennials, and annuals. And if you stop one of the volunteers you will learn a lot about gardening.

To add a bit of interest to this outing I created a photographer’s scavenger hunt. No prizes awarded, just a new way of looking for photo opportunities.

The bright sun worked hard to warm up the day, but the wind blew harder. Seems like the mild winter is showing its force these last few days of February. The record hail storm the night before even made national news. Looked like it snowed in Sacramento, but it was actually many inches of hail. Did not see this in Fair Oaks, but one of the gardeners came to the cemetery to check on his flowers. Such devotion.

I looked up a number of lists for this scavenger hunt, but I created my own to go along with the venue. The most surprising thing I did not find was Roman numerals. I just thought that there would be easily found. Not!

Starts with the letter P


Something Red




Looking Up


Informational Signs




Seedling in a Crack demonstrating Rule of Thirds. This was 3 in 1 find




Garden Tool_DSC9810

Environmental Portrait






Decorative Metal Work, and Light Leak


Religious Symbol





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Spending time outdoors with my camera and friends makes my day.

Enjoy each day, and until next time.


Scavenging Old Sacramento.

My right hand is on the mend, and I can once again hold my trusty D7100.  With Old Sacramento as the destination I joined my CTT friends in a Scavenger Hunt. 50 items and about 2 hours I didn’t give in to any pressure. I wanted to pay attention to how I captured the image.

This scavenger hunt added a photographic design element to many items. The usual suspects included rule of thirds, leading lines, and repeating patterns. The last item repeating patterns was actually repeated. More unusual ones: do what a sign says, you can smell it through the photo and topsy turvy pushed my creativity. And getting a very low perspective may have pushed my physical endurance on this warm September day. Probably would not have been able to get up!

Funny group pic!

See the list?  Funny Group Pic, one and done.

Careful, broken glass and tears ahead.

Careful, broken glass and tears ahead.


Something Scary. Getting in the spirit of Halloween!


Think we can catch up to the trains? Gotta hurry. Railroad tracks and leading lines.

Bicyclist following leading lines

Bicyclist approaching not ready to stop.

Reflection of me and my CTT friends.

My reflection with my CTT friends. (CTT = Camera Totin’ Tuesday) We are retired, so we photograph during the week when it is quiet.

Larger than life, but I still prefer the real thing!

Larger than life, but I still prefer the real thing!

Something cold the enjoy on a hot afternoon.

Enjoying something cold on a warm afternoon.

Love my creamy Bokeh!

Love my creamy Bokeh!

Can you smell the popcorn?

Can you smell the popcorn? Getting hungry! I also like the side lighting.

Bottoms Up!

Bottoms up! Here is my bottle.

He just wanted to park for a while.

He just wanted to park for a while. Here he does what the sign says.

Unusual number of Odd items

Unusual number of odd items.Pattern repeats.

Just tickled my fancy.

Just tickled my fancy.

This scavenger hunt produced some interesting results. It is a great way to get out, have fun, enjoy good company, and practice some good photographic techniques. I will keep this list for another time because it challenges me to look around and improve my images. Not much photo processing this time. Because I am getting used to holding my dslr I only used my 18-200mm lens this time.

Happy Snapping!

The Legacy of the Holocaust

Last weekend I attended my first World Federation Conference of Child Holocaust Survivors and their Descendants.


Waiting at the Sacramento Airport with friends


Flying into Burbank Airport

Eleven members of the 2 Gen group from Sacramento participated.


Photographer at the conference is documenting survivors and descendents for a project

About 600 attendees sat down to meals at the Marriott.


So many enjoying a meal together. Plenty to eat, plenty to talk about!

The almost 600 attendees participated in many workshops, some panel discussions, dancing, and plenty of good food.

We gather for dinner with friends.







You can’t be serious! (Kidding.  I didn’t actually listen to conversation)


It’s all good.



A 4 day information packed conference with many workshop choices for each generation

The second generation made up the largest group. There is an age difference between the survivors who were over 16 at the end of the war, and those who were under 16 years old at the end of 1945. The personal stories varied, the impact of the Holocaust differed, and the perceptions proved dissimilar.


Second Generation group broke up into smaller groups after the introductions.


Candle lighting ceremony

Sarah Moskovitz is honored for her work with child survivors


Here my friend visits with Sarah

We listened to the lawyer who represented the family in the real life story of Woman in Gold.  

After food the tables are moved out of the way and it is time to dance. Everyone gets into the action.

On the last day after the closing ceremony we went to the Los Angeles Museum of the Holocaust. This is a small museum with a lot of information.

I connected with my cousin who I have not seen in at least 46 years. It was a very, very short visit, but at least there was at least a reconnection.

After the convention I tried to talk to my mother. She is feeling very alone right now. After 69 years together with my Dad she is alone. Recently I discovered a letter she wrote to her Uncle Lazar Kahan in Shanghai after the war. Unaware that he passed away right after the war ended the letter was given back to my mother probably by his wife, Shoshana. In the letter she described her terrible journey. Before the age of 19 my mother endured the arrest and murder by the Nazis of my grandfather, Israel Kahan, journalist and owner of Lodzer Nachrichten, moving into the Lodz Ghetto with her mother, and its liquidation in August 1944. My mother and Grandmother were transported to Auschwitz August 1944 where they were separated and my Grandmother was gassed. My mother was sent to work camps as slave labor and ended up in Bergen Belsen. The English liberated the camp in May 1945, but not before she endured death marches trying to stay one step ahead of the Allies.  Liberation, a brief stay in Sweden to recuperate, and a ship brought her to New York. War is over and everyone wants to move on. No psychological help is offered, no knowledge of PTSD. The letter she writes demonstrates that very real damage has been done. Alone, feeling guilty, seeing life without hourly fears, having no support system my mother poured out her feelings in this letter. A couple of months later my Dad enters her life, and she finds a quiet understanding. And then time to start living, start a family, and participate in the American dream.


Alina and Arthur pose in May 2016, a couple of months before my Dad’s passing

Both my parents gave testimony in the Shoah project started by Steven Spielberg. This is my family legacy.


Autumn around the Fountains

Getting back to looking at my surroundings from an unusual point of view. For a second time I would be shooting at the Fountains at Roseville.


Looking comfy


Moms workin’ it


Ghostly comings and goings in time for Halloween


Moose makes his appearance neath the palm tree

What do you see when you look at these images?


Love my dancing splashes


Curves and Drops


Colors and Textures


Simple Red Rose

Roseville Farmer’s Market provides many shooting opportunities.





Mum’s the word



The care this vendor has with his product is evident

Getting out again, and sharing my photographs. I call this a win-win. I’m ready for some more relaxing time.