Except as noted, all images copyrighted by and should be attributed to E B Hawley.
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 . . .

Saturday, March 12, 2016

Long John Silver and Scottie


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Friday, March 11, 2016

My Favorite Fly Fishing Gear

A collection of my favorite things, gathered together and then light painted. 
Fly fishing reminds me of my brother, Freddy, who looks dapper in his fly fishing hat.
Oh, I forgot to include my hat in this image.



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Sunset and Trees

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Thursday, March 10, 2016

Fledglings Re-visited

While perusing my old files to find pictures for the next newsletter for Wild Bird Rescue, I found many images from the past. 

Mockingbird and Robins.

The late, great, Bob Lindsay holding a Barn owl.

Kestrel.

Inca Dove.

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Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Switchboard and Headset



The Museum of North Texas History owns a historic switchboard. 
They will use my pictures as part of the invitation to one of their events.

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Tuesday, March 8, 2016

Old Tires



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Saturday, February 27, 2016

Ye Ol' Plow Wheel


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Squirrel in a Hole


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Robin and Sparrow




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Tuesday, February 23, 2016

Savannah Sparrow


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Sandpipers and Killdeer



Least Sandpipers keeping company with one of several killdeer.

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Monday, February 22, 2016

Buffleheads in Flight


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Greater Yellowlegs


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Buffleheads


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Northern Pintails


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Green-winged Teal


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Saturday, February 6, 2016

Young Heron


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Friday, February 5, 2016

Door is Open, Tanks are Full

Ready to fly 
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Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Ranch Roads


The Texas Panhandle.

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Three Sandhills in Flight


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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.