Well, I was finally able to get Lynn to pose for a photo. She insisted on keeping her sunglasses and coat on and I had to shoot from a distance. But here she is, my wife, my muse, the little woman, my better half, my spouse, my mate, my consort, my woman, my helpmate, my bride.
How many times can you post photos taken in the same place? As far as I’m concerned, as many times as you like. And considering that there is so much to see in Nelson, I’ll be posting a lot more. This image was first seen here on September 29, 2014 and, though my intention was to process it anew from scratch, I like this version way too much to alter it.
“I’m in a hurry to get things done
Oh I rush and rush until life’s no fun
All I really gotta do is live and die
But I’m in a hurry and don’t know why.”
I’m In A Hurry (And Don’t Know Why) ~~Roger Murrah and Randy VanWarmer
Recorded by Alabama
Thanks to The Girl That Dreams Awake for the word challenge.
How many languages do you speak? I was an English major in high school with a minor in foreign languages so I used to speak English, French, and Spanish. Nowadays, I even have trouble with English.
What are you reading, watching, listening to, eating? I usually have two books going at the same time but, when I mentioned this to a doctor, he suggested I suffered from ADD. Imagine what he would say about my viewing habits! So, right now I am reading only one book: The Winter Fortress by Neal Bascombe. It is non-fiction about “The Epic Mission To Sabotage Hitler’s Atom Bomb”. As for what I’m watching? It varies each night depending on my mood, but all from Netflix, they are Fauda, Jiro Dreams Of Sushi, Shetland, 13 Reasons Why, The Assassin. Listening to: R. Carlos Nakai. Eating? Nothing right now, but my favorite is Italian. We’re going for pizza tonight if anyone wants to join us.
What was the last photo you took with your phone? I rarely take photos with my phone. But one evening in Zion National Park, on our way to dinner, we spotted a family of 8, also having dinner, on the front lawn of the Lodge where we were staying. I couldn’t fit them all into a single photo, though, but here’s a shot of the youngest.
What is your favorite time of day? Breakfast, lunch, or dinner time. Dialogue between my wife and I last week driving back home from Canyonlands:
Lynn: I know you’re going to be hungry so where would you like to eat?
Me: Well, at least I have my priorities.
Lynn: I thought photography was your priority.
Me: Well, that’s number 1. Followed by wine and food, not necessarily in that order. And then you. So, you’re in the top 5.
Lynn: What about water? Air? Housing?
Me: OK, but then you’re moving down the list. At least you’re still in the top 10.
Optional Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up? I’m grateful that Lynn understands me well enough to accept that photography, wine and food come before her. I was only joking about the air, water, and housing. Looking forward to traveling to California for a piano recital of our friends’ kids.
Thanks, as always, to Cee for the fun she gives us every week.
When you’re alone at home, do you wear shoes, socks, slippers, or go barefoot? The first thing I do when I get home is take off my shoes. If I’m alone, I take off all my clothes and dance around the room in just my socks. We have wood floors and it’s the only way to get them really clean. The only problem is that it can get a bit embarrassing when Lynn’s daughter, who is staying with us, comes home unexpectedly.
What was your favorite food when you were a child? Bread. Specifically, a salt bagel. it’s like a giant pretzel with salt. They are still my favorite, but Lynn wants me to stay away from carbs. I don’t know why she’s so concerned with my health!
Are you a listener or talker? You can’t guess? I’ll give you a hint: I’m married! All I get to do is listen and make encouraging grunts every so often.
Favorite thing to (pick one): Photograph? Write? Or Cook? My favorite things to photograph are those things that have been left to the elements to corrode and decay. The quote up there right under the title of my blog pretty much sums it up for me: “The undiscovered places that are interesting to me are these places that contain bits of our disappearing history, like a ghost town.” ~~ Ransom Riggs
Optional Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up? We had a great mini vacation at Zion and then Canyonlands. Photos will follow but the shot above is a sample I was playing with last night. I’m not too crazy about the processing but getting the shot was definitely an experience. Next week? I’m looking forward to sifting through about 500 or more shots I took to find one or two to post!
Thanks, Cee, for the fun!
One of the first times out exploring together, Lynn and I got lost looking for the Desert National Wildlife Refuge at Corn Creek. When we stopped at a gas station for directions, the kid behind the counter directed us to Cold Creek, saying it was a much more interesting place. So we took his advice. The turn off to Cold Creek is marked by the Southern Desert Correctional Center (read Prison). And just about two miles up from there is the High Desert State Prison. I’m not sure why we need two separate prisons so close together on the same road but, about ten miles further southwest of the second prison, we came across a small herd of wild horses. We’ve been back several times over the years. The two prisons are still there. So are the horses.
“Wild wild horses couldn’t drag me away
Wild wild horses we’ll ride them someday”
Keith Richards, Mick Jagger
Both photos taken April 2, 2011
Would you rather live where it is always hot or always cold? Contrary to what most people think, it’s not always hot here in Las Vegas. Nor in Death Valley proper. One winter we even got snow here. Of course, that’s offset by the summer months when the temperature can get as high as 120 or so. I’ve lived in New York where the city gets shut down for snow and where we lost our home to hurricane Sandy, and now in Las Vegas, where rubber tires can melt from the heat and car batteries die unexpectedly before their time. So next life, how about Hawaii?
Do you prefer long hair or short hair for yourself? How about hair. Period!
What is your favorite month of the year? I’m not sure I have a favorite month. It’s certainly not May because that’s the month when we got married and I’m always afraid of forgetting the date.
What is the easiest way for you to learn something new? By reading, by seeing and doing, in a classroom? I hate learning new stuff. It’s been years since I went to school and my brain is full to capacity. But, OK, I think a combination of reading, then seeing and doing. I get bored in a classroom.
Optional Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up? I’m grateful that Lynn made it home safe and sound from a business meeting in L.A. This week we are meeting up with her sister and brother in law and vacationing in Zion, then on to Antelope Canyon. If there’s time, I also want to get to Monument Valley again!
Thanks as always Cee for all your challenges but especially this, my favorite!
Amazing! I looked through all my photos that I’ve processed, going back to shots from 2009, and realized that I seldom use a shallow depth of field. A failing of mine, I suppose. But dealing in the types of photos I deal in (not that I’m a dealer, or anything) I can explain it away. At least to myself. Anyway, here are 3 such photos.
Thanks, as always, to The Girl That Dreams Awake for exposing my shortcomings! Go visit and see more, probably better, examples of a short depth of field!
Our flight was to take off for New York from Las Vegas around 10 pm, if I remember correctly. Due to a belligerent, and probably drunk, passenger on the arriving flight, we were not able to board until 3 in the morning, which has absolutely nothing to do with this photo. We were lucky enough to be staying with friends who lived on Fifth Avenue and 36th Street at the time. The public library was just up the avenue between 40th and 42nd Streets.
I loved this library. And I didn’t even see any books!