The couple captured in this image appear so passionate for one another and oblivious to the world around them. Photo was taken in Salamanca, Spain with a little point and shoot camera. Nothing fancy. Blended in Photoshop CS5 with prairie grasses captured against the summer sun.
Life can be harsh for the disabled begging on the church steps of the Cathedral de San Gervasio in Valladolid, Mexico. This is the real deal and not a scam as the locals also give money to these individuals according to Mark Moxon’s Travel Writing.
In turn, life can be harsh for the working class protecting their modest stucco homes and belongings with broken glass ledges in Playa del Carmen, Mexico.
In the deepest, darkest days of Minnesota winter, I feel the need to escape. It is often not practical to escape in the physical sense, but an escape inside the mind is possible anytime.
When you think about it, the sky is the limit whether reading a compelling novel, historical account of days gone by or fulfilling love of travel with reading and exploring travel blogs. Mix it together and winter isn’t so bad.
Netflix has some interesting documentaries involving cultures around the world, thought-provoking topics and history. I especially enjoyed Living On One Dollar a Day, an inspiring film of life in Guatemala.
Cuba has been in the news lately with a lifting of travel restrictions and Anthony Bourdain’s No Reservations, also on Netflix, shows us life inside of Cuba, as well as delicious food choices.
Combine an interesting program with the treadmill or exercise bike and you have a double delightful day.
Yes… the sky is the limit. Now, excuse me while I dream of faraway lands and exotic places.
I start uploading this image and gaze upon the flyer notifying me of my 40th year high school class reunion. Where did the years go?
I was in pretty good physical shape in high school, but now parts of me jiggle when I walk.
In high school, when I appeared to have confidence I was probably faking it. Now I just admit it when I’m lacking.
While I’m not attending a formal “school,” I still enjoy learning and growing in experiences and knowledge. It’s just that now when I learn something new, it takes longer and something old has to go.
As a senior in high school, I thought it would be an eternity until I would be old, like 30-year-old people. And now here I sit at 58 and it doesn’t feel old at all. (Today, anyway)
Now I realize my parent were much smarter and “in tune” with the world than I ever gave them credit for at age 17.
In high school I was afraid of the end of the world, which I attribute to growing up with the Cold War and Vietnam Conflict featured every night on the one channel that came in clearly. American body count and Viet Cong body count were the leading statistics. Guess the last domino didn’t fall, after all, since we are still a democratic society.
In May we did some photography in the small, NE South Dakota town of South Shore and stumbled upon Meyer’s Rec…a small town bar on a typical Friday night. Looks like my kind of “down to earth” establishment and we were fortunate to find some friendly models to brighten up the exterior. Unfortunately, we didn’t have time to investigate the interior or get to know our new friends.
I am intrigued by “off the beaten path” types of places with their interesting characters and have often wondered if this could lead to a photographic project with written commentary and/or poetry. Hmmm…?
I think my crystal ball shows a motorcycle ride to Meyer’s Rec to check out the inside. The name is kind of catchy, too, don’t you think?