<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786167433474685785</id><updated>2011-08-02T16:26:22.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bygone Forest</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12816803583449545491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/TMslAHBF8UI/AAAAAAAAANM/sFBEX4A655M/S220/_MG_5238-2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786167433474685785.post-1485452053389794933</id><published>2009-07-10T14:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T10:19:09.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have Built A Table.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;The Table started out as an idea as I was wandering the lawn and garden furniture in Lowes.  After realizing I was never going to find a table like the one that was in my head, I also didn't want to shell out +$30 on a nice new constructed one.  I wandered around hoping to find some inspiration amongst the fun gadgets and materials in the other isles.  I finally found two douglas fur boards one 3" x 1/2" x 8ft, and one 1 1/2" x 1/2" x 8ft.  A total of $7.00 in lumber. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;I made a quick sketch on the floor in the dirt and did some quick math to figure out what size table I could make with this amount of wood.  After I got the initial plan I picked up some wood screws $0.50, natural colored wood stain $5.00, and Thomson's Water Sealer $4.00.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Total Cost thus far: $16.50&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;I now had all my materials but not enough of the right tools.  I have a power drill, drill bits, screws, and sand paper.  I had nothing to cut my wood with.  I thought about using my tree limb saw, but I am certain it would have made less than desirable edges.  True Value had a wood saw for fine edge cutting for $12.50.  I drew out my plans to make sure my idea would work.  I had estimated on having about a 4" piece of the 1 1/2" board as the only thing left out of my materials.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Day 1 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Measure and Cut all the pieces: 4 hours&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Day 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Drill holes, Screw pieces together, cut angles for legs, and borrow my sculptor of a neighbor's power sander to same some time: 6 hours&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Day 3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Stain wood, let dry 15 minutes, wipe off excess: 25 min.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Day 4&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Wood stain drying 24 hours, apply Thomson's water sealer, spray form: 5 min&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Day 5&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Let sealer dry in my basement.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Tomorrow is Day 6&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;After the sealer dries for 48 hours without coming in contact with water, the wood surface will be ready for outdoor use.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Here is the end result after Day 5:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;Results: An Adirondack Style, Weather Proof, Douglas Fur, Patio Table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15"x 13" Top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21" High.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Total Cost of Materials: $29.00 &lt;div&gt;Total Time Spent Constructing: 10.5 Hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Original Table Design by DZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/786167433474685785-1485452053389794933?l=bygoneforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/feeds/1485452053389794933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=786167433474685785&amp;postID=1485452053389794933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/1485452053389794933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/1485452053389794933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-built-table.html' title='I Have Built A Table.'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12816803583449545491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/TMslAHBF8UI/AAAAAAAAANM/sFBEX4A655M/S220/_MG_5238-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786167433474685785.post-4213801087661143946</id><published>2009-06-08T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T08:04:08.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Release the Hounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3595/3609066223_08050f2e3b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danzeiders/3609062439/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3402/3609062439_32a5351caa.jpg?v=0" alt="_MG_6289 by you." title="" width="500" height="333" onload="show_notes_initially();" class="reflect" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danzeiders/3609058823/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3383/3609058823_081578938a.jpg?v=0" alt="_MG_6224 by you." title="" width="333" height="500" onload="show_notes_initially();" class="reflect" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danzeiders/3609008751/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3653/3609008751_db0229360e.jpg?v=0" alt="_MG_6089 by you." title="" width="500" height="333" onload="show_notes_initially();" class="reflect" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danzeiders/3609008099/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3299/3609008099_683afe0767.jpg?v=0" alt="_MG_6098 by you." title="" width="334" height="500" onload="show_notes_initially();" class="reflect" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On Saturday I had the privilege to photograph six amazing basset hounds.  Almost all of which are show dogs.  Molly, Parker, Jack, Ditto, Tango, and Bravo.  I thought photographing people was difficult.  Dogs are defiantly much more of a challenge.  Despite the fact that these rambunctious bassets were overly excited from new people and strange smells, they would barely sit still let alone pose for more than half a second.  Let's just say I'm glad Amber was there to help out.  All in all it was a lot of fun and I got some really great shots for the owners.  Who, by the way, are some of the nicest people in Portland.  As anyone can tell you besides my little boxer, Luna, I love basset hounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/786167433474685785-4213801087661143946?l=bygoneforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/feeds/4213801087661143946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=786167433474685785&amp;postID=4213801087661143946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/4213801087661143946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/4213801087661143946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/2009/06/release-hounds.html' title='Release the Hounds'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12816803583449545491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/TMslAHBF8UI/AAAAAAAAANM/sFBEX4A655M/S220/_MG_5238-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786167433474685785.post-4427564922733631291</id><published>2009-03-06T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:09:11.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up and coming...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lately I've been working on a few projects to get my photography back in action.  I thought about making business cards at work one day when a woman asked me if I would take photographs of her Basset Hound show-dogs.  I told her I would and quickly scribbled some of my info on a torn out page from my sketch book and handed it to her.  I'm thinking if I encounter more people who need a photographer, am I just going to hand them ripped out pieces of paper? Why not make it official? I spent the last few weeks reliving my college design classes and created a card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then I thought maybe the people who get my card should see some sample photography of mine.  Which means a website where people can view my photos without it being too personal and unprofessional.  The last few days have been spent selecting, scanning, color correcting, and deleting any signs of dust on each of the photos from the wedding that me and my wife photographed last August.  Then compiling all of the photos onto an accessible website.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here is a rough image of what my business card looks like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SbGZbbNxeNI/AAAAAAAAAJU/fXfxkhOOkBY/s400/DZFront.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310194132087568594" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 155px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SbGZbZqDZiI/AAAAAAAAAJM/T61pc3LtZ10/s400/DZback.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310194131669313058" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SbGZRLcFGrI/AAAAAAAAAJE/na7_zm2WRIg/s1600-h/DZback.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The website on the back of the card is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danzeiders"&gt;www.flickr.com/photos/danzeiders&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because of all that is happening, I have not been able to focus on taking photographs and updating my blog.  This should change relatively soon.  I feel like once everything gets organized I'll be taking more photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New Business: Starting today, "photo of the day" (still working on a good title for it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SbGqGNKQJBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/KvYaplaz9Yg/s1600-h/_MG_4979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SbGqGNKQJBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/KvYaplaz9Yg/s400/_MG_4979.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310212459235124242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3.6.2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See you space cowboy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;DZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/786167433474685785-4427564922733631291?l=bygoneforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/feeds/4427564922733631291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=786167433474685785&amp;postID=4427564922733631291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/4427564922733631291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/4427564922733631291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/2009/03/lately-ive-been-working-on-few-projects.html' title='Up and coming...'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12816803583449545491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/TMslAHBF8UI/AAAAAAAAANM/sFBEX4A655M/S220/_MG_5238-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SbGZbbNxeNI/AAAAAAAAAJU/fXfxkhOOkBY/s72-c/DZFront.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786167433474685785.post-4663154245399696569</id><published>2009-02-15T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:39:45.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day After February 14th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I finally updated my blog, Luna chewed on her favorite bone, while Amber worked on four multiaxial diagnosis'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SZivbq4fdwI/AAAAAAAAAH0/05QTMSM7yn8/s1600-h/_MG_5072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SZivbq4fdwI/AAAAAAAAAH0/05QTMSM7yn8/s400/_MG_5072.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303181451131320066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SZivbqo-9sI/AAAAAAAAAHs/bnWUSWdzkVQ/s1600-h/_MG_5053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SZivbqo-9sI/AAAAAAAAAHs/bnWUSWdzkVQ/s400/_MG_5053.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303181451066275522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SZivbT2stQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Y28oNPoZDKc/s1600-h/_MG_5048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SZivbT2stQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Y28oNPoZDKc/s400/_MG_5048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303181444949783810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;February 15, 2004&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is was the date that Amber and I felt alive for the first time.  Five years ago today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/786167433474685785-4663154245399696569?l=bygoneforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/feeds/4663154245399696569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=786167433474685785&amp;postID=4663154245399696569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/4663154245399696569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/4663154245399696569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-after-february-14th.html' title='The Day After February 14th'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12816803583449545491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/TMslAHBF8UI/AAAAAAAAANM/sFBEX4A655M/S220/_MG_5238-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SZivbq4fdwI/AAAAAAAAAH0/05QTMSM7yn8/s72-c/_MG_5072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786167433474685785.post-4399823862926775424</id><published>2009-01-20T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:04:03.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sage and Balsamic Browned Butter Ravioli</title><content type='html'>Happy Inauguration.&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up at 8am, turned on the TV and watched with my wife, a sleepy-eyed pup, and mound of blankets.  I could see blue freckles through the curtains of my bedroom, another respectable sunny day in Portland.  A new president and leader in our country begins now.  I had a day of reflection and I could almost feel an energy in the air.  It was the feeling of something new, it was the feeling of excitement.  After dropping my car off for an oil change, Amber and I went for a coffee at my favorite spot. &lt;a href="http://www.cremabakery.com/"&gt;Crema&lt;/a&gt;. A great place for a quiet yet intense discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long day of running around I finally made it home with my car and a bill for what was supposed to be a routine check up and oil change turned into a 650.00 fluid change, tire rotation, and the labor of a mechanic for 8 hours. Barf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber spent the rest of the evening catching up on reading, while I cooked one of my favorite go to meals. Hence the title of this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SXakAbDfyEI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ahn7KWyGZZg/s1600-h/_MG_4930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SXakAbDfyEI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ahn7KWyGZZg/s400/_MG_4930.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293598739189975106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SXakAQQq6xI/AAAAAAAAAHM/JvqRAnV1WqY/s1600-h/_MG_4938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SXakAQQq6xI/AAAAAAAAAHM/JvqRAnV1WqY/s400/_MG_4938.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293598736292440850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SXakAKF8WnI/AAAAAAAAAHE/gjd3vDikBkc/s1600-h/_MG_4926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SXakAKF8WnI/AAAAAAAAAHE/gjd3vDikBkc/s400/_MG_4926.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293598734636833394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One package of hand-made Butternut Squash Ravioli&lt;br /&gt;2 T butter&lt;br /&gt;1 T good quality balsamic vinegar&lt;br /&gt;5 leaves of fresh sage chopped&lt;br /&gt;2 oz. shaved Parmesan cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boil Ravioli according to package directions. Drain and set aside.&lt;br /&gt;Brown butter in a pan.&lt;br /&gt;Remove browned butter from heat.&lt;br /&gt;Add finely chopped sage to the pan.&lt;br /&gt;Add balsamic vinegar to the pan.&lt;br /&gt;Add the cooked and drained ravioli and coat with the sage and browned butter mixture.&lt;br /&gt;Top with Parmesan.&lt;br /&gt;Serve and Eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/786167433474685785-4399823862926775424?l=bygoneforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/feeds/4399823862926775424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=786167433474685785&amp;postID=4399823862926775424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/4399823862926775424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/4399823862926775424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/2009/01/sage-and-balsamic-browned-butter.html' title='Sage and Balsamic Browned Butter Ravioli'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12816803583449545491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/TMslAHBF8UI/AAAAAAAAANM/sFBEX4A655M/S220/_MG_5238-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SXakAbDfyEI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ahn7KWyGZZg/s72-c/_MG_4930.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786167433474685785.post-771098162570366065</id><published>2009-01-14T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:04:29.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chile Rellenos Casserole</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SW7stSaHB7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/XN2IvSXsbl4/s1600-h/IMG_4850.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Here is what I made for lunch today.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SW7stSaHB7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/XN2IvSXsbl4/s400/IMG_4850.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291426874986530738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chile Rellenos Casserole.  This is the third time I've made this dish.  It has been a newly added staple in this house.  It comes from my wife's Cooking Light cook book.  Seriously, if you've never tried it, make it.  If you can't find the recipe just let me know I'll send you a copy.  Now that Amber is starting a new semester I'll be doing a lot of the cooking.  More food pictures and recipes to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good Night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/786167433474685785-771098162570366065?l=bygoneforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/feeds/771098162570366065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=786167433474685785&amp;postID=771098162570366065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/771098162570366065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/771098162570366065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/2009/01/chile-rellenos-casserole.html' title='Chile Rellenos Casserole'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12816803583449545491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/TMslAHBF8UI/AAAAAAAAANM/sFBEX4A655M/S220/_MG_5238-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SW7stSaHB7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/XN2IvSXsbl4/s72-c/IMG_4850.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786167433474685785.post-6406592806877371673</id><published>2009-01-14T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:34:44.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day At The Dog Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SW7jJcJlNzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/wFd6RSPKPKA/s1600-h/IMG_4771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SW7jJcJlNzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/wFd6RSPKPKA/s400/IMG_4771.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291416363521619762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday felt like spring.  Luna was crying at the sunlight through the window.  She wanted to be outside.  I don't blame her, it was beautiful.  What better place for a crying dog to go then the D.P.  Luna got to spend time with a few old friends.  I got to try out my camera on a couple crazy dogs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SW7jZqYCiAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wFQwetbK0p8/s1600-h/IMG_4809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SW7jZqYCiAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wFQwetbK0p8/s400/IMG_4809.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291416642218264578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SW7jZ0bhD9I/AAAAAAAAAGE/UnWcZoomuBk/s1600-h/IMG_4813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SW7jZ0bhD9I/AAAAAAAAAGE/UnWcZoomuBk/s400/IMG_4813.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291416644917202898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SW7jZvX2oMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/4n8HiNdPOig/s1600-h/IMG_4801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SW7jZvX2oMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/4n8HiNdPOig/s400/IMG_4801.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291416643559661762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/786167433474685785-6406592806877371673?l=bygoneforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/feeds/6406592806877371673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=786167433474685785&amp;postID=6406592806877371673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/6406592806877371673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/6406592806877371673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-at-dog-park.html' title='A Day At The Dog Park'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12816803583449545491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/TMslAHBF8UI/AAAAAAAAANM/sFBEX4A655M/S220/_MG_5238-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SW7jJcJlNzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/wFd6RSPKPKA/s72-c/IMG_4771.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786167433474685785.post-1522714924976566242</id><published>2009-01-10T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:38:26.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Downtown Photobooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Amber, Car, and I decided to go downtown tonight.  We got a beer and a bite to eat at Kenny &amp;amp; Zukes and then we headed to the Ace Hotel for a quick photobooth session.  Sometimes I forget how close we live to the city.  It was a really comforting night with friends and a really good pastrami on rye.  I have succeeded in having fun on my day off of work.  Tomorrow starts early unfortunately.  Here are a couple shots from tonight.  Back to sleep, back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWmfELFIM5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/S3CLG095etM/s1600-h/sc00a898d4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWmfELFIM5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/S3CLG095etM/s400/sc00a898d4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289934131365950354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 82px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Photobooth #1 (Ace Hotel)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWmhA9uFNKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1JmSdXytEq0/s1600-h/IMG_4676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWmhA9uFNKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1JmSdXytEq0/s400/IMG_4676.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289936275263272098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWmhJKpIt0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/Us5HNYQ2Kbg/s1600-h/IMG_4682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWmhJKpIt0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/Us5HNYQ2Kbg/s400/IMG_4682.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289936416171145026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWmhYg_GdHI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ey79s2MgA-U/s1600-h/IMG_4691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWmhYg_GdHI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ey79s2MgA-U/s400/IMG_4691.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289936679866889330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/786167433474685785-1522714924976566242?l=bygoneforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/feeds/1522714924976566242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=786167433474685785&amp;postID=1522714924976566242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/1522714924976566242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/1522714924976566242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/2009/01/downtown-photobooth.html' title='Downtown Photobooth'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12816803583449545491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/TMslAHBF8UI/AAAAAAAAANM/sFBEX4A655M/S220/_MG_5238-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWmfELFIM5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/S3CLG095etM/s72-c/sc00a898d4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786167433474685785.post-6544230768194152029</id><published>2009-01-08T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T12:46:13.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meatloaf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWj7e4AV2NI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4UCs57LghX4/s1600-h/IMG_4618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWj7e4AV2NI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4UCs57LghX4/s400/IMG_4618.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289754270195112146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWj6LuYNvVI/AAAAAAAAADs/IUxeG2HTE0I/s1600-h/IMG_4611.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm patiently waiting for my Italian style meatloaf to be done.  Thought it would be a few good minutes to update.  I got a new digital camera today.  Today I come home to my friends watching TV in my living room.  I gave them the task of waiting for the UPS man to deliver my camera, so that someone could sign for it, while I was at work.  All afternoon I've been playing.  Taking a couple photos of Luna, a few of the river, and then the abandoned train behind the near by apartment complex, my battery goes dead.  I realize now that it was a very good idea to get the second battery pack.  However, it's in my house charging at the moment.  The train study will have to wait for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PMPA : &lt;a href="http://www.pmpa.net/"&gt;Portland Metropolitan Photographers Association&lt;/a&gt;.  Their first meeting of the year is tonight.  I am anxiously waiting for  7pm to go to this meeting.  I must say, I have to give Amber some credit.  Working at a bank in the area you live in definitely has it's advantages.  She meets so many photographers and buisness owners.  Seriously, I cannot begin to tell how much my wife helps me out.  I think mostly because she knows how much photography is my passion.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWkH4CIBB8I/AAAAAAAAAE8/5JLR3W78Gxw/s1600-h/IMG_4611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWkH4CIBB8I/AAAAAAAAAE8/5JLR3W78Gxw/s400/IMG_4611.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289767896547919810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;1.  Luna - Profile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWkH74iDL0I/AAAAAAAAAFE/MLbbZj3lEyw/s1600-h/IMG_4616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWkH74iDL0I/AAAAAAAAAFE/MLbbZj3lEyw/s400/IMG_4616.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289767962692235074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2.  Luna-tic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWj7Oa-b9II/AAAAAAAAAEE/hIKZXZHMayw/s1600-h/IMG_4634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWj7Oa-b9II/AAAAAAAAAEE/hIKZXZHMayw/s400/IMG_4634.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289753987524588674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. Flooded Ferns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWj62m-ZQuI/AAAAAAAAAD8/QXFXdpP60tk/s1600-h/IMG_4630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWj62m-ZQuI/AAAAAAAAAD8/QXFXdpP60tk/s400/IMG_4630.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289753578428777186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. House boat by the Willamette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWj6uDkxAFI/AAAAAAAAAD0/9yg8pBfgz6s/s1600-h/IMG_4616.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/786167433474685785-6544230768194152029?l=bygoneforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/feeds/6544230768194152029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=786167433474685785&amp;postID=6544230768194152029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/6544230768194152029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/6544230768194152029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/2009/01/meatloaf.html' title='Meatloaf'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12816803583449545491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/TMslAHBF8UI/AAAAAAAAANM/sFBEX4A655M/S220/_MG_5238-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SWj7e4AV2NI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4UCs57LghX4/s72-c/IMG_4618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786167433474685785.post-5972014832245119279</id><published>2009-01-01T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T01:06:38.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain as a symbol for change.</title><content type='html'>The first day of the new year arrived entirely made of rain.  I'm not one for making New Year resolutions.   I never stick to them.  For this year I wrote down goals, goals that I could reach by the end of the year.  For now, a few:&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be more expressive (blog, photograph, communicate)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Create meaning (life goals, career opportunities)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make my dreams tangible (creating income with art)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Organization, discipline (fitness, cleanliness, relationships)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;This morning I was finally able to take the first step onto a new path.  I'm only wondering now, Can a new camera really change my life?.  Do I really want to watch my life pass by day after day doing the same thing over and over again? No. I am the only person who can decide how I want my life to turn out.  I want to inspire people.  I need to.  I have to.  This is what I was meant to do.  It has to be.  Only my boring job, or my everyday routines will make me realize that I am just wasting my life.  The only way I can believe that my life has a purpose, is to create that purpose.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am tired of just waiting for things to happen.  If it wasn't for the relationships that we as humans have with other people how could we live.  My wife has already given me so much meaning to my life.  She challenges me to think, to strive to do more.  It's my turn to start giving back to the people, to create more reasons, to inspire, to spread meaning and purpose.  The rain is always right.  The rain brings change.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My camera comes on Tuesday, January 6th.  I have been waiting a long time.  I want to thank the people who gave so much to me and my wife in the past year.  It means more than you will ever know.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is the beginning of a new year, tomorrow is just another day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/786167433474685785-5972014832245119279?l=bygoneforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/feeds/5972014832245119279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=786167433474685785&amp;postID=5972014832245119279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/5972014832245119279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/5972014832245119279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/2009/01/rain-as-symbol-for-change.html' title='Rain as a symbol for change.'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12816803583449545491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/TMslAHBF8UI/AAAAAAAAANM/sFBEX4A655M/S220/_MG_5238-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786167433474685785.post-6527628135439272902</id><published>2008-09-22T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T08:45:32.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First of Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="file:///Users/danielzeiders/Pictures/iPhoto%20Library/Modified/2008/Roll%20118/IMG_4350.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to see summer go, but I really like the idea of fall.  Change is in the air and I am in love. Amber started school 2 weeks ago which means more for me to do around here.  A day spent relaxing, absorbing the cool air and the sunshine, and some quality time hanging out at the laundromat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SNiDk6hWT9I/AAAAAAAAADc/RCus6jofP-Y/s1600-h/IMG_4436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 413px; height: 550px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SNiDk6hWT9I/AAAAAAAAADc/RCus6jofP-Y/s400/IMG_4436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249090035907973074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the laundry was done and the house was clean I took Luna for a long walk.  We stopped in the park to run around with Luna's twin, Lola.  Shes a rambunctious little brindle boxer too.  I have yet to get a portrait of them together.  They just won't stop running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SNiII373gvI/AAAAAAAAADk/o3uT-N9sxDc/s1600-h/IMG_4462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 416px; height: 550px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SNiII373gvI/AAAAAAAAADk/o3uT-N9sxDc/s400/IMG_4462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249095051735696114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Luna sleeping in the clean laundry pile.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am slowly gathering ideas for photo projects.  I have a couple written down in my sketch book, I just have to make a post with all of them on as soon as there is a more substantial list.  Feel free to leave a comment or brainstorm over an idea or concept, it doesn't specifically have to be an idea for a photo, it could be anything. I'll figure out the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole point of this blog is to get me back into taking pictures.  I graduated well over a year ago and I left behind a lot of things, but I'm not giving up photography. I have a voucher for 10 hours in a darkroom.  That means there will be some awesome black and white pictures in my near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave a comment or favorite quote and maybe I'll match a picture up to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High Five.&lt;br /&gt;Dan_Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/786167433474685785-6527628135439272902?l=bygoneforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/feeds/6527628135439272902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=786167433474685785&amp;postID=6527628135439272902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/6527628135439272902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/6527628135439272902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-of-fall.html' title='First of Fall'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12816803583449545491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/TMslAHBF8UI/AAAAAAAAANM/sFBEX4A655M/S220/_MG_5238-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SNiDk6hWT9I/AAAAAAAAADc/RCus6jofP-Y/s72-c/IMG_4436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786167433474685785.post-1887310249154323203</id><published>2008-09-18T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T12:12:42.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SNKGjglfNCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CpM3gtKsjuQ/s1600-h/IMG_4258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SNKGjglfNCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CpM3gtKsjuQ/s400/IMG_4258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247404460440761378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not realizing it at the time, yesterday was probably the last sunny day of Summer.  The first day of Fall starts Monday, and the forecast predicts rain all weekend.  It is sort of a sad realization for me right now.  I spent the last couple days putting together all the elements for a blog that I would actually want to write in and post pictures.  The turning over of a new leaf, as they say, and just in time for all those leaves to die and fall off the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My first summer in Portland, OR.  It has been one year exactly since I moved out to the left coast.  One perfect Portland summer checked off the list.  The clouds begin to roll in and everything slowly turns gray.  Today is spent reflecting on the past and the few things that I've accomplished so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Improved my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/30607702@N02/sets/72157607361592015/"&gt;back yard&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. Photographed my first &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danzeiders/sets/72157614755310146/"&gt;wedding&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. Started my first &lt;a href="http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High Five.&lt;br /&gt;Dan_Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/30607702@N02/sets/72157607361592015/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/786167433474685785-1887310249154323203?l=bygoneforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/feeds/1887310249154323203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=786167433474685785&amp;postID=1887310249154323203' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/1887310249154323203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/786167433474685785/posts/default/1887310249154323203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bygoneforest.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-day-of-summer.html' title='The Last Day of Summer'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12816803583449545491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/TMslAHBF8UI/AAAAAAAAANM/sFBEX4A655M/S220/_MG_5238-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5qEm9DN2vg/SNKGjglfNCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CpM3gtKsjuQ/s72-c/IMG_4258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
