The Monsoon

—Photo Memories This photograph was taken when I lived in a mobile home for a few short months, in a town called Catalina… in Arizona. It’s about 20 miles or so from Tucson, and those are the Santa Catalina Mountains in the distance. My best guess is that I took it a little over ten…

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Rainy Days

Trees, by Joyce Kilmer I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast. A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray. A tree that may in Summer wear A nest of…

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The Little Things

When we tug at a single thing in nature, we find it attached to the rest of the world. John Muir I know I’ve done droplets already, but they never cease to catch my eye and amaze me, so I’ll probably photograph and share them again and again. This camellia shrub is right outside the front…

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Purple Rain

What is it you want, Mary? What do you want? You want the moon? Just say the word and I’ll throw a lasso around it and pull it down. Hey. That’s a pretty good idea. I’ll give you the moon, Mary. George Bailey, It’s a Wonderful Life

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Sidewalk Graffiti

These are shots today, from the front yard…after the rain. No objects- except the sidewalk- are in the photos, only their reflections in the damp ground (not really deep enough to call a puddle).

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