A Walk Down Pearl Street
Some random thoughts, via images… And a little splash of color…
A Spring Green Cliché?
What is a cliché? If you live in Boulder, the above might fit the bill mightily. Call it “Flatiron
“I am not a scientist.”
“I am not a scientist.” This seems to be a refrain I am hearing a lot lately, from the
Indian Peaks Panorama, Spring Snow
A stitch from three images–it’s so easy to do in Photoshop (or many other photo-editing programs). And it instantly turns my camera
Colorado Summits: Mount Lady Washington, 13,281′ (Full Moon and Heavy Snow)
I’m back in town after a quick trip to sweltering Tucson for family affairs, so it was off this
A Sign of a Bygone Era
An era of cowboys, ’57 Chevys, and motor hotels with neon signs… And a close-up, with curious pigeons…
Signs of the Times
It is the glorious, hallelujah, welcome-to-the-promised-land, cirrus clouds that make this one come erect as a photograph. A boring,
The Corner Barber Shop
Well, Floyd’s Barber Shop it’s not–at least from the outside. Maybe it’s a bit more inviting once you are inside
Memorial to a Fellow Cyclist
It seems to happen with depressing regularity wherever there is a heavy mix of motor vehicle and bicycle traffic
