Mrs. J at the Zoo

One more posting tonight, while I await a phone call. 

This is ME on Waikiki! We had just crossed the street from hotel row and were entering the Honolulu Zoo grounds. I was tired after a long flight - we arrived at our room about 2 in the a.m.
But, obviously, happy. Trying to collect, organize and share my thoughts, now, after the fact, I realize the impact of SETTING in a story. I was  in a totally unfamiliar setting. Old habits and agendas just didn't apply here. Chris and I had to create a new script. We sat under the Banyan tree by the front gate in the immense shade and read for a while, and began to relax and breath deeply and ponder our opportunities.

We visited with an 'information' volunteer at the Zoo gate, before entering, and discovered she was a transplanted Albertan!