Photographic and poetic meanderings along the countryside or while flying an airplane.
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 . . .
Wednesday, June 28, 2017
Tuesday, June 27, 2017
Alibates National Monument
In the area of the Alibates National Monument, 10,000 years ago, the people who lived there employed bison bones as shovels and hoes. They lived by hunting and planting corn, as well as harvesting mesquite pods, yuccas, and other edible plants. In addition, they quarried a highly regarded flint, unusual for its colors.
Ranger Andrew uses a dolomite base as he crushes gravel into smaller particles for making pottery.
Wine cups grow near a large piece of alibates flint.
Petrified wood adorns the walkway in front of the ranger station.
Ranger Dave explains the geology of the Alibates National Monument and the flora and fauna that thrive in the area.
Flint shards, sage, and yucca.
View from the quarry on the mesa.
Dolomite sprinkles the buttes surrounded by flowers.
Gypsum falls off a mound of red soil.
Dolomite boulders on the mesas.
Poster on exhibit in the ranger station.
Visit their Web site https://www.nps.gov/alfl/index.htm
Monday, June 26, 2017
Sunday, June 25, 2017
Tuesday, June 20, 2017
Sunday, June 18, 2017
Sunset Over Airport
That was quite a sunset at CWC.
Update: After a bit more post-processing, I added the star effect on the lights in the image below.
Wednesday, June 14, 2017
Monday, June 12, 2017
Saturday, June 10, 2017
Friday, June 9, 2017
Thursday, June 8, 2017
Wednesday, June 7, 2017
Cooper Foundation
The Cooper Foundation in Waco, Texas.
cooperfn.org
Cooper family home, now restored and serving as the offices of the foundation.
Picture of Madison, presumably, who served during WWI.
The stairwell and windows.
Formerly Madison's bedroom, now an office.
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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.
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.