Pardon a second post for the day, but when I visited Cee’s site, I saw that three of her Fun Foto Challenge themes, mirror, black and white, and reflection, could be encompassed by one photo I took some years ago and still really like. So without further ado…
While at one of the tent shows in Arizona, I saw this pond. At the angle I took the shot, the effect was naturally (almost) black and white. I had a wonderful time visiting my parents. Now that I’m back, I’m working quite a lot and struggling to keep up with my blog and yours. I’m looking forward to a relaxing weekend and I hope yours is the same.
I’m playing around just a bit with the “rules” for my last B&W entry, using a focal B&W edit to leave a bit of the light in the shot. Yeah, that’s about as radical as I get. 🙂 Back from a great time in Philadelphia being Mom and friend with our younger daughter. Yes, Dan, there will be doors, although not this week, as Thursday is Thanksgiving and although we’ll be on our own, it will be a day off of extraneous things, even though blogging is something for which I’m very thankful. Happy Tuesday, all.
One of the pleasures of visiting my parents in Arizona is not only the opportunity to be warm in winter, but to sometimes dip into another culture. Montezuma Castle, not far from Sedona, looks great for being over 800 years old. The Sinagua who lived here used a combination of hunting/gathering and subsistence agriculture to live until sometime in the 15th century, they left for no apparent reason.
Originally, visitors were allowed to go through the cliff dwellings, but that eventually stopped to better preserve the site. That move allowed the site to be one of the best preserved cliff dwellings in the United States. Visit if you get a chance.
The colors of fall have finally arrived and are reaching their peak. But we know that on the other side are scenes like this. I’m good with that. I love winter and I love snow. Without snow, winter is perpetually grey, cold, and boring. With snow, it’s Christmas every day.
Falling Snow
Amy Lowell
The snow whispers around me
And my wooden clogs
Leave holes behind me in the snow.
But no one will pass this way
Seeking my footsteps,
And when the temple bell rings again
They will be covered and gone.
Linking to Ailsa’s Travel Theme “Frozen.”
