What a wonderful day this turned out to be! It didn’t start out very well but I decided to just get out and wander.

The sun was out and it wasn’t too cold and I just decided to take a county road to see what I could see.

I don’t know why it is that I’m always ‘looking for a picture’. I don’t know how to describe it other than when I saw this bunch, I hit the brakes.

They were just standing there staring looking like something out of a wild west movie.

I couldn’t tell you how thrilled I was to stumble on this scene.

I was so tickled I later wound up with a double-exposure of some trees I was tinkering with.

I also took some more photographs of that wavey grass, and the San Gabriel River.

More waves of grain. I love the patterns they make. It was a good day for photography.

That’s all for now, my friends. Thank you so very much for stopping by!

Peace, Love, and The Wild, Wild, West,

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I was walking back in to my office after lunch and just happened to look up at the sky. Right about then a breeze came up and whispered “slow down”.

I then began to try and remember the last time I went walking or just sat in the grass and just wondered. I remember being young and looking up at the clouds, just watching, for hours. Not really thinking of anything. I miss those carefree days. I also miss just walking around away from all of the noise.

It’s good to relax and just ‘take it all in’. I feel as though I’ve let that get away from me or that somehow I’ve forgotten how important it is to notice the little things.
Like that grasshopper on the fence post that is watching me ever so closely to make sure I don’t give him a bad day.

That was a restfull day. Going down this country road admiring the fall colors. Then looking down to find that grasshopper staring at me. I guess that’s what I mean by really looking around at what’s going on around you.

I can’t remember the last time I just looked around, or stopped and looked at the sky and just emptied my head – or looked up at the stars and took the time to admire the beauty of it all.

Life has gotten so busy. I think that for this new year, 2011, I’ve made a resolution to take the time to Learn to be STILL. Actually there is an Eagles song by that title I haven’t heard in awhile…I think I’ll dig it out. I’ve heard that “Rushing” can kill you anyway so I figure it will be good for me.

I’m going to stop, and rest, and take the time to admire the world around me and the people I love and not be so ‘worked’ and ‘rushed’.

Well I’m hoping that I post more often to my ‘Blahg” here as that can be relaxing as well. I thank everyone who stops by to take a peek and hope you enjoy your time here and most of all have a Blessed and Prosperous New Year!.

Peace, Love, and Stillness,

Living in and around the city these days I don’t see alot of trains. I don’t know what it is about railroad tracks that conjurs up emotions of travel, mystery about where they go, and alot I cannot really explain. I remember stories of the homeless, and hobos that ride the rails – are they extinct? Are there any hobos left that ride the rails from town to town?

I look at train tracks and think of hobos and travel. If there are any hobos left I envy them their freedom. Bills? Work? Stress? The IRS and just living paycheck to paycheck. I don’t know. Just one of those things.

I look at train tracks and watch them stretch out all the way to where the sky almost touches them. The shiny top of the rails worn smooth as chrome reflecting almost like a mirror. Yet I don’t see the beast that rolls on them very often.

Yet, when I do happen to see a train it almost inspires excitement. How long? How many cars? And to watch the cars go by and see the grafitti from around the nation plastered on the side of the railroad cars announcing “We’re Here!”. It’s awesome. I hope they never wash or paint the railroad cars because I think it’s an art form unto itself.

I didn’t see alot of graffiti today. Alot of newer looking cars. It was almost awesome to stand next to a fast moving train while it rolls by oblivious to your existance. The noise from the wheels on the tracks and the wind generated by the fast moving cars. The power. Unstoppable.

I had a good time wandering around shooting pictures and just plain thinking. Mostly about when things were a little less complicated. Wishing it were just as simple as hopping a train and finding adventure somewhere else. But alas, I have to get work now. I do love my job and cannot complain. But trains take me back to a simpler time.

Peace, Love, and Blue Rails,