Feeling the need to write again. Each time I slow down a bit in my incredibly busy life I want to reflect and take a breath. I have been reading Joe Mcnally's blog and thinking not only is this man a killer photographer but also a master writer. "I am not worthy, master!" I am in the land of pink houses and palm trees this week. Just returned from the airport where I took my good friend to catch a flight back to reality. Back at the apartment the grand-kids are sound asleep in there little beds. There is something so comforting just feeling there presents and knowing all is well with them. I so enjoy my time with them but must admit that it is self inflicted pain as I know I will once again have to leave them and return home. I want to get out and take some pictures today. Should be a perfect day for it. Nothing real important on the agenda for the day. Vanessa is growing up so fast and quickly moving from the little giggly kid that I helped raise to a wonderful
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So much going on in my life do not know where to start. I have come to the realization that life is full of stages. As much as we resist we change. Things that were so important to us become a past chapter in our life. We turn the page and start moving through the next chapter without giving the past chapters a second thought. At my age I realize that health is high on my list. Every day that you are not sick or something does not hurt that is a great day. Remember when you could not wait to go to the amusement park and now when you go you can not wait to leave. That is what I mean about change. Music is another good example of change. When I was young I enjoyed heavy rock. Loud hard driven music. Then country and folk rock. And then came jazz and then enjoyment of the talents and mixes. So now I am starting to learn about Alternative music. Not sure what that means but I know it is part of change. I also find myself starting to think a lot about the past. My life and w
Vanessa and Papaw Big Adventure (New York and Washington DC) Vanessa, still asleep and it is 10:00am but I am going to let her sleep in. We arrived in Washington DC last night on Amtrack about 9:00pm and took the metro from the train station over to Alexandra VA. We took the (Blue Line), not the Red line but it could have just as easily been us in the big commuter crash in Washington. Life is timing. But when we got into the station in Alexandria it was about 10:30pm. We called the hotel and the desk clerk said the driver is off at 10:00. I ask how far it was to the hotel and he said just a couple of blocks. So we set off walking. But totally lost. No problem right? I have my handy dandy new GPS. So I pull it out and the battery is completely dead. It is dark, we are tired and totally lost. So we see a tow truck driver dropping off a car and I ask him where the hotel is. His answer was the same as the desk clerk, it is at the top of the hill. He also added that we should
Sometimes things go as expected but if they do not then things get really interesting. My new friend and great photographer Mark Velasquez visited with me on his tour of America. This was set up months ago and I was so surprised and pleased that he decided to take me up on my offer to visit me in West Virginia. One of our stops was to my cabin in Canaan Valley. The shot above was one of our photo ops where we were taking pictures of the great views from Dolly Sods. The area is about 4000 feet above sea level and I had just a few days earlier purchased a portable GPS. The real purpose was to take it with me on my upcoming trip to New York and Washington DC. Since I was going to be walking around quite a bit I wanted a GPS to keep from getting lost. Well, Mark had climbed out on the rocks to get a shot of the mountains below. I had in mind that I wanted to try to capture a panorama shot so I also thew safety to the wend and made my way across treacherous rocks to the summat where Mark