Texas at random

Most of my time in Texas earlier this month was spent indoors, helping to sort through the belongings left behind by my dear father-in-law. But when I did have a few spare minutes to grab my camera, I could usually find something intriguing to shoot. I’m curious about the hippo statue (along with a lion, not pictured) found near the […]

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Rio de Flag

The Rio de Flag rises from central Arizona’s San Francisco Mountains, passing through the city of Flagstaff and ultimately draining into the Little Colorado River. Athough human intervention has made alterations to the river’s nature and course, restoration efforts are now working to restore some of the historic wetlands.

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Scenic memories

Going through the bits and pieces of my in-laws belongings since they both recently passed away, we found literally piles of photos. Some depict family history, and others — like the ones I’m sharing here — reflect their love of travel. Although many of the prints have little or no descriptions on the back, I do know that the Big […]

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Walnut Grove Trail

When I hear the name ‘Walnut Grove’ I tend to think of the California Delta or the setting for the 1970s TV show “Little House on the Prairie.” But the other day I discovered a new Walnut Grove along the shore of Grapevine Lake in the Dallas-Fort Worth metroplex. The path we followed toward the lake took us through a […]

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Return to Little America

There’s really only one negative thing that I can say about both of our visits to the Little America Hotel in Flagstaff, Arizona. On each occasion, we stayed for only one night before traveling on; and while it was unavoidable, one night is not nearly enough time to explore the area. Both the Big Guy and I feel that we’re […]

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May I always remember

Today I’m digging down deep into my archives, looking back at some of my favorite May images from between 2015 and 2020. When I examine my huge collection of photographs, it’s amazing to me how far I’ve come in just the past ten years. Even now, I’m far from an expert photographer, but my equipment has certainly improved, and I’d […]

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Along the boardwalk

On my most recent visit to Anderson Marsh State Historic Park on Clear Lake, I had the boardwalk almost entirely to myself. The morning was already warming up, but a small group of state park workers had clearly been working for hours under a tent beside the trail leading out toward Cache Creek. At first I wasn’t sure what they […]

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