This is a photo-friday submission. To me the funniest thing about this is that the free template I used claimed that it would improve self-esteem.
This is a photo-friday submission. To me the funniest thing about this is that the free template I used claimed that it would improve self-esteem.
It must be hard to let go of a beloved pick-up truck, so this Hill Country owner found a new use. Later, out on the lake, I mentioned this to Mike (below) who thought it was a bright idea.
This is a submission for the Photo Friday theme of "immature." Honestly, I don't know if the immaturity comes from an exposed belly on a cold day, or from surreptitiously photographing that belly. Twice. There are things I really love about my little camera.
And of course I recognize that my interpretation of this event is in part a reflection of age.
No humans were injured in the making of this picture for the Photo Friday challenge, "accidental." The neighbors, though, were wondering what the hell I was doing. If you study the picture closely enough you will recognize this as a fine example of method acting.
It was easy to find examples for this week's photo friday theme of "destruction" at this demolition site, but it was hard to find one I like. The site is an imploded hospital. This picture has layers of destruction, including the demolished building, the vandalism, and the reference to a bombed city. I'm not sure how to interpret the writing on the wall.
The Photo Friday theme this week is "thin." I took this last Spring in Houston at a sculpture garden. It reminded me of me before I discovered gluttony and sloth. But that time of year everything seemed thin: the branches, the young leaves, and the spire aspiring to eternal thinness. Only the photographer had any true gravitas in this moment.
No animals were harmed in the making of this picture for Photo Friday's theme of "anger." However, there may have been some disappointment that this little exercise in theater wasn't food-related.
If the theme of "defiance" ever comes up, I'll probably use the same picture.
And there was a game.
Hello Cowgirl in the Stands!
And for good measure, behold the armadillo.
I've seen some pretty good guitarists live: Chet Atkins, John McLaughlin, Stevie Ray Vaughan, Jimmy Vaughan, Al DiMeola, Eric Clapton, John Williams, Eric Johnson, Paco DeLucia . . . The man pictured above, Tommy Emmanuel, takes a back seat to none. Last night I had the privilege to see him for the second time. The most amazing thing is that each time was here in a town generally lacking in anything resembling a music scene, yet this time it's his only appearance in the state. At times I feel grateful to be here.
I had to take the picture before the show while I still had light.
I don't know who the guy in plaid is, but I'm sure he's okay.
Well, maybe I hadn't really made any promises, but here's another picture from my trip to Little Rock. We learned two things while visiting this quaint old train depot. First, there's nothing inside, despite the fact that it's a fully functioning train station. Second, we discovered that if you stand on an elevator without pressing any buttons, you will remain stationary for as long as you are willing to ignore your mistake. In science this is known as "Poulter's Law."
Who is this holding the spoon? Why is he doing it? Is the spoon really silver? Is it symbolic of something? What is reflected in the spoon? Did he intend for that to happen? Is he trying to make a statement with his gesture? Why is he talking about himself in the third person and asking strange questions?