Selections from a recent photo trip to the Wichitas.
In the blazing glare of July sun, those fine details which I recounted from this same road only a few months ago are washed away. Faded in a miasma of radiating blacktop and all-encompassing…
In some cultures, the new year begins in the autumn. There is something to be said for that idea. Looking back at posts from Septembers previous, a theme emerges, one…
Scenes from two separate trips (in the same week) to The Wichita Mountains.
Related past entry here. Also here, here, here, and here.
Record setting warmth and wind have come to define the climate of this year’s February. Apparently that weather oracle rodent saw the coming of an early spring and here at…
But I was watching the cloud line. Not halfway to our destination, two points on the long sweep of cirrus had gone from a pair of near cumulonimbus anvil shape…
Christmas morning was too quiet. The family gathering had been done already in order to accommodate schedules and the family had all left. But more so than that, too much else…
Everything seems to run a day or so behind the last couple of months, right up to this, a two year anniversary post posted a day late. Two years ago…
The heat had gotten to us and by the turnoff the sun sweltered and wavered, even dust from the dirt road rose as slowly as possible to meet our sweat and…
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