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July 2nd, 2010
Above the clearing where we made camp, we stumbled upon the reason for the path we were on, that once was wide enough to allow wagons or cars up, to provide materials to build the miner’s cabin and frame out the mineshaft. Now some decades on, the cabin and mineshaft entrance are both crumbling into the ground, providing a dramatic counterpart to the sea on pinon trees all around. December 5th, 2009
We only drink the most Freshy Fresh Juices and eat the most Freshy Fresh Fruits. September 6th, 2009  Looking South This is what it feels like when you wake up in a strange and terrible hotel in Nebraska with a headache and the sinking realization that your dog just died and you still need to drive a thousand damn miles before you’ll see a friendly face.  Looking North
July 22nd, 2009
This great old door with its fake flowers were also shot during my walk with young Mr. Russell. June 15th, 2009
Found outside Ricky’s, apparently my go to spot for the summer of ’09. (Apparently not really a geranium, as it is commonly called, but an Pelargon) April 19th, 2009
Ricky’s Flower Market across the street has pansies. Lots of them. They pretty. April 9th, 2009
Peeling paint, muted colors, rusty hinges, and brick abstractions. But that’s not the only reason I love this image. I bike past this twice a day, with the morning route taking me just 3 or 4 feet from this wall, and while I’ve zipped past it some 800 times and often thought, hmm, that might be nice to shoot a picture of, I never really, really looked at it till I walked past with a camera. Now I have that small, knowing smile on my face as I speed by, and anytime I really really want to look at the wall, all I have to do is fire up the ol’ computer. March 21st, 2009
I like pictures that tell stories. The story: I can’t even remember why the brothers were out cutting wet wood in the first place; I seem to remember that there was an exhortation to work, and a creative interpretation of that call. In any case, the first chainsaw proved not up to the task, and his brother chainsaw insisted on going in after him. I’m quite happy to report that the operation was successful, and that all the brothers emerged heroic, victorious, and intact. |
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