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Apache Plume in Wupatki National Monument

APache Plume on the High Desert

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Pregabalin 300Mg Buy Online The Apache Plume is a true desert plant, found in all four southwestern United States’ desert regions – Sonoran, Chihuahuan, Mojave, and Great Basin. Though it has white, five petaled flowers (very much like the wild rose I see throughout the Midwest) the true fascination I have with this plant comes from its thick, wild, silky seed heads – pink fluffy plumes that look very frazzled and blow in even the slightest of winds.

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go site These plants, little shrubs actually, were in bloom all over the high desert when we were traveling in early October. I admired them while hiking near Wupatki National Monument, about 40 miles north of Flagstaff, Arizona.

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From a Spider’s Web

Sunlight on a Spiders Web

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get link The artist is a receptacle for the emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider’s web.   ~~  Pablo Picasso

Do You See What I Didn’t?

Red Rock, The Moon, and The Horse Corral

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https://thelonelycreative.com/art-gallery/ I had to photograph most of Monument Valley while being held a car-captive-passenger by a wild driver intent on making camp before dark. It was my fault – I designated a fair number of miles to travel on the day we left Arches National Park in Utah, never anticipating that once we crossed into Arizona, we would dally half the day away at Hovenweep National Monument. And so when we drove through Monument Valley, there weren’t enough hours left in my day to stop wherever I wanted.

https://www.ztpackaging.com/laminated-bags/ Every time I tried to hang my head out the window to check out a new crop of rocks, the wild driver would utter unspeakable words in my general direction. So I learned to be quick about my not-so-stealthy maneuvers.

The moon was hanging over this red rock butte, and I aimed for the shot on the move. I got my moon, I got my red rocks, and later when I looked at the photo, I got a little extra. Tucked in the corner, there was a very small corral dwarfed by the surrounding landscape. But it’s a great corral.

A corral with a view.

Be Thankful…That You Don’t Already Have Everything You Desire

Lotsa Color in this Corn

Variegated Corn © 2008 Bo Mackison

Be Thankful

…that you don’t already have everything you desire.
If you did, what would there be to look forward to?

Be thankful when you don’t know something.
This gives you an opportunity for learning.

Be thankful for the difficult times.
These are the times in which you grow.

Be thankful for your limitations.
They are opportunities for improvement.

Be thankful for new challenges.
They will build strength and character.

Be thankful for your mistakes.
They will teach you valuable lessons.

It is easy to be thankful for the good things,
but a life of rich fulfillment comes to those who are
also thankful for the setbacks.

Gratitude can turn a negative into a positive.

Find a way to be thankful for your troubles
and they can turn into your blessings.

~~   Author Unknown

Thanksgiving Day, 2008

Taking a Time Out

Taking a Time Out

A Place to Rest © 2008 Bo Mackison

I am prepared for the craziness that will soon descend on my typically quiet home. Usually there are only two of us to make a mess, take a shower, fix a meal, get a little out of sorts. Today and tomorrow there will be 16 people, adults and teenagers, filling every nook and sleeping in every corner. I’m hoping there is no last minute clothing emergency because the washing machine was pronounced dead by the Maytag man on Monday, and a new one can’t be delivered until next week.

This photo is my solution if there are any situations that may require a time-out. I took this photo earlier this summer in northern Wisconsin, and it always brings back memories of nearly colllapsing in one of those blessed chairs after hiking for many hours. I was hot and tired and maybe – just maybe – a little cranky. But I leaned back in the chair, solid and comfortable, closed my eyes, and just rested for a while. Just relaxed in my own little space.

Gradually, I noticed a graceful breeze, brushing over me ever so gently, cooling away the hot stickiness. The sun tucked itself behind a few wandering clouds and provided a brief respite. I heard a few birds chattering in the branches above me, and grasshoppers were doing their thing in the tall grasses. It was only a short stop, maybe fifteen minutes, but it re-vitalized me in those few moments.

So if I need a time-out over the next few days, I know exactly where I’m heading. These chairs will be waiting for me, tucked in a cranny in my mind. And if I really get desperate and I need a visual reminder, I’ll pop open the computer, and just tell everyone I’m going to check my blog stats.

What’s that you say? I cannot check my stats in the middle of Thanksgiving dinner?

Hmmmmm.

Then maybe it would be better if I take a peek while everyone else is doing the dishes…