Found this old public school building in Elbring, Kansas…ever been?
Parallel lines – the highway, painted stripe, barbed wire fence, stacked hay bales, and the tree windbreak beyond….
Only in rural Kansas, where the wind always blows, would they plant a wind break along side the high school football field….
Our pre-game brunch with the reunion bunch-of-us
Our tailgate meal with the reunion bunch-of-us….
Game day signage in Aggieville….
Game day apparel for sale (they weren’t selling).
Game day outside the stadium….
Game day inside the stadium….
I need confirmation from Aunt Marilyn or Cuz Brent, but I’m kind of certain the young lady with blond hair is my 2nd cousin Karissa…she’s a Classy Cat even if this isn’t her….
Down there in that mass of purple…here come the Wildcats!
Coach Snyder (the young white-haired guy going into the special teams huddle) is King of Manhattan and all of the Wildcat Nation….
Not too bad of a shot…from 30 rows up, right?
The young Wildcat fan seated in front of me….
The goofy Wildcat fan seated to the right of me (it was 33° and the guy had no fashion, or pants, or coat, or sense….but he was loved by the entire crowd of purple)
Willie the Wildcat exciting the crowd with his “K” – “S” – “U” chant and dance! Cat’s win big over Texas Tech! Thanks Willie!
Of all the trips to NYC I’ve done (but I haven’t been as many as that implies y’all), I’ve never had a Black & White….hmmm…having one at the airport still counts, right?
See ya later my FD…she is a special part of me, even when she allows me to buy $10 street-vendor sunglasses to wear around the City with her. “Love ya Sweets!”
It matters not the size of the camera or the photographer…just as long as the photo is gotten.
this is my landscape architecture photo of the day….it’s a cool spot. The small slivers of green space in this city always amazes me for a multitude of reasons.
Sitting at the Wall Street Bull Sculpture, this guy played the National Anthem over and over and over…he got a buck from me, a smile, and a nod of the head. He did the same back…except for the dollar bill
It’s me and graveyards again….came across this famous gravesite at the Trinity Church (the church that “survived” 9/11 being a couple blocks from Ground Zero and now the sidewalk has the last of the Occupy Wall Street crowd).
I could spend days and days doing nothing other than photographing the neat windows, doors, and building facades of NYC
Attended FD’s matinee performance of “Falling”…she was outstanding, in fact the entire cast did a bang-up job.
I love the bridges of NYC as well…this one is The Williamsburg (and I wasn’t driving BTW)
If anyone has a preconceived idea that NYC is all concrete….well not quite.
NYC cyclists are a creative bunch despite their bike rack craftsmanship being something less than desirable…personal opinion of course
The Brooklyn Flea Market – cool place, wonderful artists, and a couple handfuls of vendors that make you wonder “who buys this stuff?”
Love the NYC street vendors and their character….
This has got to be an Ewok soccer player…no?
History all over the place….one of my favorite authors and wisdom-sayers
And right down the street from the Mark Twain house is the lady’s home that gave us this famous quote….
We did a night-time schooner ride from Pier 62 to the Stature of Liberty…and back. What a cool way to spend a Sunday eve – the Hudson River is quite peaceful at night (or at least this night it was)
We did a midnight stop in Chinatown…everyone ought to give Wo Hop Restaurant (downstairs) a try at least once…anytime of day, but know the midnight crowd is definitely interesting. This is the sign marking the restrooms….
We were welcomed in New York City for the weekend by the FD. This is but one of the many wonderful church steeples in NYC….
Does every city have one of these?
Not since I earned a Boy Scout merit badge have I eaten dandelion greens as a meal. At Brooklyn’s Frankie’s Spuntino, one of the FD’s favorite restaurant in the City, the dandelions were a whole lot better than I remembered….
I wonder if the cell phone reception is better if you squat low to the ground at a busy street corner….
The Manhattan Bridge connecting Dumbo to Manhattan…I think.
Driving the Brooklyn Bridge with the FD…..
Opening night for FD at the FringeNYC Festival…’Falling’ was sensational and T did a great job. It’s been 12 years since I’ve last watched her perform…some kind of dad I am, huh?
Don’t be late….
The post-opening night party with the cast and crew….fun times! (that’s the FD in the middle on the left side)
Harvesting apricots with an old harvest basket pole…still works like a champ!
A more modern(?) way of harvesting apricots: shake a tree limb and try catching the falling fruit in a bed sheet (and in this case, the good one do land close to the tree)…FGs Lincoln sure didn’t care much for this method (no…he didn’t get “beaned”)
Wheat harvest is well underway in north central Kansas….
The pie cherries were very near ready…maybe another few days is all that’s needed (they were oh-my-gosh tart – notice the one missing…hmmmm, who could have done such a thing?)
When in Kansas this time of year, the grain elevators work 24/7 for the wheat harvest.
When in Kansas anytime during the year, the Sonic Restaurant (in Hays) offers up a sand volleyball court with court-side carhop call boxes.
Coming home from “the wedding” today, I finally took a few minutes to photograph a few old building facades I’ve meant to shoot for the past several trips through town. This establishment was located in Calvert, Texas
St. Paul’s Church of Christ, Marlin, Texas
Most of you know how I like the hand-done signs…notice there is no sidewalks to the door and you gotta love the patchwork shingles. Who wants to bet the BBQ is good? I think this was in/around Reagan, Texas….
Riesel, Texas…”We Fix Fl_ _ s”
Another Masonic Lodge (this one with bricked-in windows) to add to my clandestine photo collection of this organization’s place of congregation….
You’ve really got to go to a small town it seems to find a Rexall Drug store these days…Hearne, Texas
Hearne, Texas…but I’m not sure if this 98-year old business is still in business. One would figure they’d be open on a Sunday morning (but it is a holiday weekend…in a small town)
Old bricks give way to a more modern convenience…done without much historic preservation forethought – Hearne, Texas
Artistry on the road can sometimes only be noticed and seen when the highway speed is slower than 20 mph…and we haven’t had rain in several weeks….
“The next stop that we make will be soon. Tell all the folks in Russia, and China, too. Don’t you know that it’s time to get on board, And let this train keep on riding, riding on through” (always liked that particular O’Jay’s song for some unknown reason)
A Reliable Man is driving A Reliable Truck on his way to A Reliable Client that just so happens to have A Reliable Pool in A Reliable Neighborhood so he can provide A Reliable Pool Service….
It seems every roadway in Dallas-Fort Worth is under construction these days. It has all commuters irritated for sure. But then when you see this (because traffic is at a standstill BTW), I can’t help but wonder if this is like the penalty box for misbehaving highway construction workers….
It makes me wonder where this man is going, or where’s he been that leads him to a deserted parking lot on the downtown fringe…with luggage. Ya think he’s calling a cab? Or maybe the cops to report a missing vehicle?
Coming back from Oklahoma State University, I decided it was well past time I stop and visit the Oklahoma City National Memorial, a unique National Park that touches everyone that stops by...
The Park Rangers were aplenty and they interacted graciously with the visitors, rightfully so....
The longer you're there, the more you simply wonder "why"....
The chairs - both adult and child size - puts a lump in your throat....
A very respectful design, kept spotless (didn't even see a cigarette butt on the ground), maintenance is impeccable..and then there was the setting: appropriately so, numerous church steeples can be seen from all areas of the Park.
What the designers chose to leave behind gives a sense of the unimaginable violence on that April morning in 1995...
And folks that just sat, and made you too contemplate and memorialize the event that gave credence to the great need for this place....
I pretty sure I got behind the Jetson's during this morning's workday commute, or so their vehicle shadows against the barrier wall might seem to indicate. Except...these guys with their midsize sedans weren't floating and or making soprano-pitched beep-beep sounds.
Did I mention that on my recent excursion to the left coast, I took one day to do a 10-mile bicycle ride?
Well technically, it was a 10-mile ride on 2 different bikes…but both required moving my legs in a circulation motion, if that counts. (and you know it does)
I have long wondered whether a recumbent bicycle (the bike where it feels like you’re dragging a#$ on the pavement) is a ride enjoyed. Those particular bicycles have always been a source of curiousity for me.
I’ve never taken a “test drive” with one.
That is, until last Friday….
Yes, call me liberal if you must. Call me a nut because you want to. You’ll probably be wrong in whatever you say (and I won’t add any polictical adjective here either), but know it won’t change my mind. I love the left coast…from San Diego to San Francisco (and probably beyond if I ever get up that way).
So can the politics for just a minute and tell me…how could you not? Unless of course the earth got to moving way too much under your feet – hey, wasn’t that a song?
I can only think of a handful of things that can top a Kansas sunrise (or sunset).
So it’s 11:30 pm. Our plane is late arriving at DFW Airport. Sometimes at DFW it seems you spend as much time on the taxiway at this sprawling airport as one does in flight. Generally speaking, and I do so for and without permission of all the passengers on this particular flight…our patience with anything and anyone was thin.
So have you ever had the airline give you a seating assignment privilege of sitting beside, in front of, or behind the guy that reminds you of the kid that got beat up in high school all the time? Chubby, scraggly beard, geeky, big tear-drop wire rimmed glass from the 80′s, pastel-colored plaid shirt, pansy, penny loafers (with the pennies tucked in the slots), and a tone to his voice that makes you grit and grind your teeth…you know the type, right?
So it is that I got through the remainder of the pictures taken on the Canadian fishing trip last weekend. This was a really fun trip y’all. It is a time when all 3 sons got to spend some quality time together. Mostly, the three of us got to share the trip (and time) with Dad.
At this stage in each of our lives, we find ourselves pulling back together as a family. Our bonds seem to become stronger each time we are together. The joys, concerns, troubles, enjoyments, ribbings, teasings, adventures, journeys, trials, tribulations, risks, and sorrows we seem to share with each other more. What better people to share those with, than with family?
Something special was afforded me on our Canadian fishing trip this time. Not only did the four of us (dad and sons/brothers) get to spend time together, as a photographer I got to snap over 1500 photos in 5 days.
But perhaps the best part of it was when long-time guide Brian (Parker) at Halley’s Camps/Kettle Falls came up to me at the end of Fishing Day 3 with a proposition. It was one I could not refuse….
Check out the first set of the Canadian fishing trip photo collection. Some might be dups of what was posted over the weekend from the fishing camp, but what the heck, right?
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