Sunrise Over the Superstions

I got up to watch the sun come up from behind the Superstition Mountains in Apache Junction. I arrived from Florida the other day where we don’t have anything taller than a palm tree. Mountains rise up out of the desert landscape of Phoenix providing a unique characteristic to the land. I drove around in the predawn darkness looking for a vista and found this location on BLM land in Apache Junction.

I got up to watch the sun come up from behind the Superstition Mountains in Apache Junction. I arrived from Florida the other day where we don’t have anything taller than a palm tree. Mountains rise up out of the desert landscape of Phoenix providing a unique characteristic to the land. I drove around in the predawn darkness looking for a vista and found this location on BLM land in Apache Junction.

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Path to the Beach

Here's a lifeguard stand on Anna Maria Island in the town of Bradenton Beach. It was only a few months ago that I took this and my how time flies, it's now the holiday season. I think when I took this I didn't give it much thought, ho hum, another beach shot. As I write this I'm up north in the cold and now it looks really good, as in I can't wait to get home. That inside joke about white sand up here, I get it. Time to trade my boots for a pair of sandals and reacquaint my feet with the real thing.

Here’s a lifeguard stand on Anna Maria Island in the town of Bradenton Beach. It was only a few months ago that I took this and my how time flies, it’s now the holiday season. I think when I took this I didn’t give it much thought, ho hum, another beach shot. As I write this I’m up north in the cold and now it looks really good, as in I can’t wait to get home. That inside joke about white sand up here, I get it. Time to trade my boots for a pair of sandals and reacquaint my feet with the real thing.

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River Valley, North Carolina

This is near Gorges State Park not far from Asheville. There was so much scenery I wanted to stop at every bend in the road and, left to my own whims, I'd probably still be there. The whole region is full of beauty and so collects a lot of artists as places like this do. You can't go more than a mile in any direction without passing some art gallery or artisan's studio. One day I will just have to spend a good amount of time amongst the hills and valleys like this. Then before you know it I'll be sporting a goatee and a French beret and talking like a real artist. In the meantime you'll find me at the local coffee shop, that's the best I can do for now.

This is near Gorges State Park not far from Asheville. There was so much scenery I wanted to stop at every bend in the road and, left to my own whims, I’d probably still be there. The whole region is full of beauty and so collects a lot of artists as places like this do. You can’t go more than a mile in any direction without passing some art gallery or artisan’s studio. One day I will just have to spend a good amount of time amongst the hills and valleys like this. Then before you know it I’ll be sporting a goatee and a French beret and talking like a real artist. In the meantime you’ll find me at the local coffee shop, that’s the best I can do for now.

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Bendemeer Sunset

This is from Bendemeer which is a residential community just outside Queenstown New Zealand. I was just thinking how this looks just like my backyard, ...not! Well, in my dreams this is my backyard and so I go here from time to time in daydreams throughout the day when I should be doing something more productive. But what are we if not for our dreams. So here is a glimpse into my dreamscape, straight from the southern island of New Zealand. Good night and sweet dreams.

This is from Bendemeer which is a residential community just outside Queenstown New Zealand. I was just thinking how this looks just like my backyard, …not! Well, in my dreams this is my backyard and so I go here from time to time in daydreams throughout the day when I should be doing something more productive. But what are we if not for our dreams. So here is a glimpse into my dreamscape, straight from the southern island of New Zealand. Good night and sweet dreams.

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Coast of British Columbia

I couldn't get enough of the fog when I visited Ucluelet earlier in the year. However I doubt the mariners felt the same way, just makes everything more difficult all around. The fog horns, the buoy bells and what must be frayed nerves as the boats head to harbour. But I don't normally think about all that when I eat seafood. In any case, the cloak of mystery that is added to the landscape is unlike anything. It's no wonder they call it Super Natural British Columbia.

I couldn’t get enough of the fog when I visited Ucluelet earlier in the year. However I doubt the mariners felt the same way, just makes everything more difficult all around. The fog horns, the buoy bells and what must be frayed nerves as the boats head to harbour. But I don’t normally think about all that when I eat seafood. In any case, the cloak of mystery that is added to the landscape is unlike anything. It’s no wonder they call it Super Natural British Columbia.

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Lakewood Ranch

This is the road that straddles the county line along a planned community of Lakewood Ranch which has Polo fields, stables, lakes, trails and of course homes. As I was driving by one afternoon I stopped by a herd of cows grazing near the road. The cow pictures didn't come out too well but I like this one of the clouds as I turned the other way. I think that planned communities offer photographic opportunities if they have open spaces or are not completely developed. It kind of reminds me a little of Bendemeer in New Zealand, only without the rolling hills and mountains surrounding it.

This is the road that straddles the county line along a planned community of Lakewood Ranch which has Polo fields, stables, lakes, trails and of course homes. As I was driving by one afternoon I stopped by a herd of cows grazing near the road. The cow pictures didn’t come out too well but I like this one of the clouds as I turned the other way. I think that planned communities offer photographic opportunities if they have open spaces or are not completely developed. It kind of reminds me a little of Bendemeer in New Zealand, only without the rolling hills and mountains surrounding it.

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Bank of the River

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I stopped at an “open space” along the Farmington River near Hartford. Looking at a local map it seems there are a lot of these open spaces which are not quite parks yet they to seem act as buffers between the natural landscape and the development. I found this area on one of that last remaining days of autumn and was mesmerized by the deep, swift, quite flow of the river. It impressed me with a feeling of understated power. No waterfalls, no rapids, just deep dark flowing water along this secluded bank.

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Coquina Sunset

This is one of those locations I just keep coming back to time and time again. It's an iconic location known as Coquina Beach at the south end of the town of Bradenton Beach. I have a lot more from this location in backlog, but at the rate that I collect them it might be a while before I get them all out. In any case here's one that seemed to convey a sense of serenity. I think I need a little of that to get me through the rest of the week.

This is one of those locations I just keep coming back to time and time again. It’s an iconic location known as Coquina Beach at the south end of the town of Bradenton Beach. I have a lot more from this location in backlog, but at the rate that I collect them it might be a while before I get them all out. In any case here’s one that seemed to convey a sense of serenity. I think I need a little of that to get me through the rest of the week.

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East Granby Pond

Noticed this pond on the side of the road on my way to the Hartford airport the other day. The thing I like about New England is that things are, well, ...quaint. I don't mean that in a condescending way, quite the contrary. Hills and valleys and winding roads, everything just kind of blends in with the countryside. It's a subtle kind of beauty that contrast from my home state of Florida, we're kind of in-your-face beaches and open space, Connecticut has a different kind of passive beauty, revealing itself behind each turn of the road.

Noticed this pond on the side of the road on my way to the Hartford airport the other day. The thing I like about New England is that things are, well, …quaint. I don’t mean that in a condescending way, quite the contrary. Hills and valleys and winding roads, everything just kind of blends in with the countryside. It’s a subtle kind of beauty that contrast from my home state of Florida, we’re kind of in-your-face beaches and open space, Connecticut has a different kind of passive beauty, revealing itself behind each turn of the road.

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Time for a Break

Riverwalk in Bradenton Florida. It's the end of the week and I'm clean out of brain cells. As I lean against an allegorical lamp post and take a little break I think it's time to slow down, change gears and regroup before another crazy week. I hope you are getting a little break as well; we all work so hard. Nice to just chill once in a while. Dontcha think?

Riverwalk in Bradenton Florida. It’s the end of the week and I’m clean out of brain cells. As I lean against an allegorical lamp post and take a little break I think it’s time to slow down, change gears and regroup before another crazy week. I hope you are getting a little break as well; we all work so hard. Nice to just chill once in a while. Dontcha think?

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