All the streams around where I live here in the San Jacinto mountains of California are dry this year... the result of hardly any snow or rain to feed them this past winter. Nice to see water running cold and fresh in Oak Creek Canyon, near Sedona, AZ.
Wednesday, April 23, 2014
Thursday, March 20, 2014
Saturday, March 15, 2014
Spent last week photographing around north-central Arizona for the first time in a while. An old friend of mine from school days back east teaches art at a private school in Massachusetts, and got himself a sabbatical for the spring semester to come out west for a couple of workshops and some free time to paint. I figured that was also a good excuse for me to get away for a while and show him around the area. So, he was busy doing his plein air oil studies while I wandered around and tried to find some new and interesting perspectives, which gets harder having been here quite a few times.
My shot here is at the Little Colorado River Gorge; honestly one of those dumb-luck, fortuitous moments that can't be planned... end of the day, we drove out the east entrance of the Grand Canyon a little early, thinking that the light was done for the day. We just happened to see a turnout off the road to Cameron where the Navajo set up some stalls to sell jewelry and stuff... and being kind of tired, I probably would have passed it by, but my friend wanted to stop and see where a dirt road behind the stalls led to, so we garnered up some energy to walk down there and voila!.. wow. What can you say when an unexpected scene like this just pops up right in front of you? This is nature's gift right here... all I had to do was be in the right place at the right time as the clouds opened up to light the gorge. Thankfully I had the sense to bring my camera along for the walk! The rest of the ride home to Flagstaff was one wow moment after the other,... but that is all huge, open country with no particular subject for a photograph, so we just had to enjoy the distant views, driving along as the sun set behind us, lighting up everything under the dark clouds off to the east.
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Driving home through Garner Valley at the end of the day a couple of weekends ago. Hard to tell from this, but the hills just behind the fore-most line of hills on the right, is where the Mountain fire tore through the area on the first day, then devastated much of the backcountry way up into the mountains, all the while threatening to destroy the whole town where we live. Only days of hard work by hundreds of firefighters and some amazing luck with the weather got it under control. Here is what it looked like last summer. We're having a very warm and dry winter, with an historic drought in most of the state, so might be a long and mean fire season coming up this year.