Kurt knows that I never tire of this place, so, for my birthday, we made a trip to see the tulips at Garvan Woodland Gardens! Touted as the biggest display of spring color between Dallas and Memphis, over 150,000 Dutch tulip bulbs make a showy appearance for a few weeks in March and April, depending on … More Tulips at Garvan Woodland Gardens
Beauty isn’t just something we can see with our eyes, but we can also feel it through our soul. – Author Unknown
When Kurt suggested that we hike the Delicate Arch Trail, I truly didn’t realize the significance of this sandstone structure. However, as we entered the practically full parking lot, and gazed upon numerous visitors embarking on the 1.5 mile uphill trek, the anticipation of observing something pretty incredible took hold! Since it was mid afternoon, … More Throwback Thursday – Delicate Arch
Like a stagnant stone Sinking deep in the mire She settled into mediocrity Cold Clammy Murky The grey haze stirred By passersby Blinding the already blind And yet The Mire It was soft It was safe And yet It was so cold It was so clammy And so so murky A desperate child Craving a … More The Rock
My neighbors, Mr. Bob and Mrs. Agnes, gave me several iris bulbs some years ago. It was one of the numerous things that they shared with me, along with plums, tomatoes, strawberries, honey, and even vanilla. To be quite honest, the list seems infinite. More importantly, we spent precious time most every spring and summer … More Practice: Part 2
Springtime has been a little fickle in Arkansas, but last week Mother Nature received a gold star! Sore from several hours of yard work, I decided to ditch the rake, shovel and hoe one night for my camera, spending time in practice. Dave was a great subject, surprisingly content to calmly sit in the backyard, … More Practice: Part 1
“Many of the most highly publicized events of my presidency are not nearly as memorable or significant in my life as fishing with my daddy.” – Jimmy Carter
Kurt had captured it early that morning, but we both agreed that it would be fun to walk a quarter mile into the Gulf Coast via the Pensacola Beach Pier. Making our way to the end, stopping for a few photographs along the way, the Pensacola Beach Pier was typical of those we had been … More The Shark at Pensacola Beach Pier
She decided to cast once more, in hopes of reeling in a catch that would memorialize the family trip for years to come. Irregardless of her return, for us, it was delightful to observe this familiar sport in such a breathtaking setting!
Abundant photo ops were at our disposal at Pensacola Beach. It seems as if the vast background only accentuates the beauty of the minute and mundane, such as this Wilson’s Plover who decided he was on the “A-Team”!
