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I had become many eons ago a traveling literary gnome, inquisitive about places I had and had not visited,
walking the same paths of peoples from the past, through places once grand and still grand,
photographing images that now show me the places about which I still dream . . .

Sunday, May 10, 2015

Lake Kickapoo at Sixty Percent



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High Wichita River





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Lake Wichita Spillway



       Has it been about ten years since I have seen water flowing over the spillway? Almost bone-dry until last year, Lake Wichita's water level this week gushes over its spillway. 
       Aerial images from John's helicopter as we flew to each reservoir after the heavy rains. 
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Saturday, May 9, 2015

Old Aircraft Blades

Sitting on the floor of the shop, waiting to be taken to scrap metal recycling.

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Friday, May 1, 2015

Busy Cliff Swallows


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Thursday, April 23, 2015

Blue-curls


At the foot of Enchanted Rock.
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Bug on Bitterweed


At the foot of Enchanted Rock.
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Paintbrush


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"Out of the Mystic Past"

Sculpture by Fritz White, Museum of Western Art, Kerrville.
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Memorial Courtyard, Fredericksburg

Walkway at the Memorial Courtyard, National Museum of the Pacific War.

One of too many lost during World War II.

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Sunday, April 19, 2015

Bee on a Pincushion Daisy


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Pink Primrose



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Fox-glove




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Indian Paintbrush

. . . a peeking at left is a Texas paintbrush.

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Saturday, April 18, 2015

Columbines




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Barn Swallows



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Friday, April 17, 2015

Skullcap


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Primrose





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Scarlet Gaura


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Stiff Stem Flax


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JMHawley Gave Me a Kiss to Build a Dream On

Listen, will you? I think that . . . literature, poetry, music and love make the world go round . . . while mathematics explains things; I fill my life with them, then go walking in snowy woods.
Let us go then, you and I
like two etherized patients floating
through life, together feeling prufrockian.
DDB Jr. makes my world go 'round; during his absence, Pachelbel fills it up.
One summer I sailed across the Atlantic Ocean, then through the Gulf of Finland to reach Saint Petersburg; I pursued Joseph Brodsky in its alley ways. I dream of making that two summers.
I read “Biking to Electra;” found my way in a Jaguar car, and glanced at the flashing steel grasshoppers at sunset. I’ll follow K.O.P.’s footsteps after he followed N.Scott Momaday’s; find warmth and inspiration on a rainy mountain.
Throw chinese coins for the I Ching.
Save the whales, the spotted owl, the woman in toil.
Cast a fly for trout; my memories of fly fishing under the sunny blue Colorado sky remain; I yearn to build more . . . with more trophy Browns.
Listen for the swan’s calls on the Baltic Sea. Feel KKII's joy, his arms spread wide in Yazilikaya.
Good night, Jimmy Durante, where ever you are.