One of the blessings of my current job is the fact that I get to travel to Israel on a somewhat regular basis. The flight time is horrible, and I am there to work, but even so the trip provides me an opportunity to take some absolutely beautiful pictures along the way.
Working for a company where I have to periodically visit places like Vail, Colorado, is so taxing. A rough life, this definitely is.
Please enjoy.
Sometimes a quiet morning alone in a park is just the ticket. And what better way to relax than spending “me” time with a few friendly ducks.
Enjoy.
There are many religions around the world, including many that are little known, such as Baha’i. The Gardens in Haifa are some of the most beautiful in the world, and dedicated to the Baha’i faith. Open to the public, these gardens serve to remind us that peace and tranquility can be found in the outside world, and within ourselves.
I hope you enjoy these photos from my visit there in 2012.
To learn more about the Baha’i Gardens please click here.
Sometimes, a quick getaway is just the thing we all need. Sadly, at least for me, those getaways are sometimes too infrequent. Even so, we can still take a mini-vacation by exploring our imaginations. With that in mind, here are some pictures to help spur your imagination as we near the end of the week. With any luck, these might just help you power through Friday so you can relax, explore, or otherwise have small adventure for the weekend.
These photos were taken with an iPhone at sunset, on the Mediterranean Sea in Tel Aviv, Israel. Please enjoy.
Ever since I began delving into photography as a hobby, I’ve been most attracted to taking shots of nature. I find great pleasure in finding out-of-the-way locales like this one:
The really amazing fact about this – I wasn’t in the middle of a park; I wasn’t in the middle of the country. This is a picture of the West Fork Trinity River in the very heart of the Dallas/Fort Worth Metroplex. I love finding places like this, even in the heart of a sprawling urban environment: places totally devoid of signs of civilizations – no power lines, no roads, no airplanes in the sky.
As I continued learning more about photography, I absolutely fell in love with back & white shots as well. There is a timeless quality that taking a B&W shot adds – and this quality adds quite a bit of serenity to the scene laid out in front of you:
I think I like photography as much as I do, not just for the art I can create, and the fact that I can share the results with others, but also because I can find unique vistas like this. I can travel to places I’ve never been hidden just past places I frequent, and still find something new. Finding places like this is like winning a scavenger hunt that Mother Nature set before you.
I hope you enjoy looking at these as much as I enjoyed finding them, and sharing them.
As a child, I loved toys. As a red blooded American adult man, I love toys. This is likely because I never actually grew up. (You’ve got nothing on me, Mr Pan.)
You see the problem here? I haven’t managed to grow wings (yet), so one would think I had found an alternative method to flying that doesn’t involve gripping the armrests in an airplane until my hand imprints are permanently etched for all mankind to see. I’m a sad panda, for I haven’t found this alternative yet.
UNTIL TODAY!
I have come to the inescapable conclusion that I must have my own personal high-flying doohickey right this moment, sleep be damned. Why is this such a cool doodad? Watch the video in the link below and you’ll have a better idea, let me tell you.
(Note: donations accepted if you would like to help out a poor Texan in desperate need of a new toy.)
As an amateur photographer, I like to take pictures and find myself wondering what the best angle should be. I’m limited though, to options like eye-level (I’m not tall) or lower then eye-level (did I mention I’m not tall?) or possibly climbing-dangerously-high-on-that-bench-over-there-and-climbing-on-the-fence-behind-it-eye-level.
Behold and imagine, then, what aerial photography could do for me. Watch the aforementioned amazing video linked below and wonder as I have what joys this would bring to us all.
In seriousness, this is pretty dang cool, and I want one. Don’t make me stamp my feet and throw a temper tantrum…
For more coolness, check out this here link.
One maxim that is bound and determined to keep rearing its head is that people who forget history are bound to repeat it. Today’s pictures serve to remind me of this. Seeing a dilapidated Air Force C-119 Flying Boxcar sitting on the side of the road reminds me that we have a rich history in our country.
When I look at this picture, I wonder to myself, “Who sat in the cockpit? What sights did they see? Where has this great beast flown when it took wing?” This, dear friends, is why I love pictures, and history. We forget things like this, and when I see a sight like this I am inspired to write about it (even if it’s just a blurb on a blog – oh how I hate the word blog, but that is for another day).
I’d like to write a short story about this picture, I think. Perhaps when I have a bit more time, I will and perhaps I will post it here for you to read, if you are interested.
Today is not the day I normally post pictures, but I was looking for a new header image when I happened upon this shot. Since I neglected to post yesterday (I’ve got an idea for a fun post but haven’t had the time to put it down on paper yet), I thought I would quickly post this for your enjoyment.
The power had gone out and so I resorted to candlelight for the night! How old-fashioned of me. Anyway, I love the way the light plays on this shot, and while I staged the layout, I didn’t expect it to come out this well. Enjoy.
I loved my uncle Jesse very much. He passed away in December, and we all miss him quite a bit.When I was looking through my pictures today, to decide what to post, I found a couple of my uncle taken at the same time and at the same place as The More Things Change. I thought that I would let you all see the man who was like a second father to me in many ways, and a man who was my friend.
I would be remiss, however, if I didn’t show off my other uncle too. My uncle Eugene has been as big of an influence as Jesse was. I love him just as much. Both of my uncles are fun-loving men. Until recently, Eugene still had a motorcycle!
I would post a picture of my mom going “vroom” too, but I would fear for my life. I will leave that one to your imaginations.
the dingo was here 