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Watching the Weather…
In Texas during the Summer it seems that there are an awful lot of clear, HOT days with a rather uninteresting sky. I think sunrise and sunset are the best when there are clouds involved.But when a front comes through and the clouds start building it can be quite dramatic! My favorite thing to see are gaps in the clouds and beams of light are spread out all over the place. I call it “That ‘Ray’ Thing”. When the weather changes rapidly I love to see towering…
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Favorite Things to Photograph…
I’d have to say I have many things I like to shoot. I wish I wasn’t so introverted or I’d take more people shots (other than family, they have to let me photograph them.) I love old cars and even have one that I’ve sold a few of. It is one of my favorites that I call “Americana”. Other than old cars there is of course airplanes! I love a good airshow especially if they have the old AND the new birds putting on the show. I…
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Out in the Country…
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…
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Learn to Be Still…
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…
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Blue Rails…
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…
