Just another Seligman scene.
Welcome to Arizona!
We pulled onto a side street in Seligman to park and saw these beauties standing by a mural painted on the side of a building. Their owner (in cowboy regalia of course) was across the street by the horse trailer. I asked if I could photograph his horses, and he said yes and asked us where we were from.
“Prescott!” we replied.
He smiled, and said, “Welcome to Arizona!’
Then he laughed, and said no….. but we knew what he meant. We live in the “city” and are not real Arizonans. He might have even figured out we were California transplants (Californians are not too popular with many Arizonans). So I took a couple shots and walked around the corner.
Roadkill
We took a drive to Seligman last weekend, a little over an hour away on America’s Main Street, the Mother Road- Route 66. Seligman celebrates its presence on Route 66 with fun and garish displays on shops and diners which attract tourists in this small and rundown little town. Perhaps its most celebrated attraction is the Roadkill Cafe. We didn’t eat there, but enjoyed walking around and taking photos.
Christmas, Southern California Style
Puddle Lights
Through
Glorious Fall
Honor Our Vets
Lonnie and I went downtown yesterday for the Veterans’ Day Parade. There is something very moving about seeing the open display of patriotism in our divided world- and especially the veterans of World War II and more recent conflicts proudly wearing their uniforms to the cheers of the crowds.
I always love the vintage uniforms- and was taken with the soldier on the right and his resemblance to George Washington – at least in my mind.

Leaf Greetings
Downtown Reflections
Both Sides Now
Autumn Color
Patches of Blue
Monolith
Last week I had an appointment in Flagstaff, so we decided to take the Oak Creek Canyon scenic route. Of course, we had to stop at the Bell Rock and the Courthouse parking areas to visit some of our favorite rock formations! It had been raining, so the red in the rocks was extra saturated. But, for some reason, I converted this image of the Courthouse to black and white, which I thought made a nice contrast with the clouds.
A Different Look
The heavy monsoon rains have brought an amazing array of wildflowers and grasses to Willow Lake this year, creating a different look from previous summers. I don’t know what these pink flowers are (someone will tell me), but they were everywhere.
We went out a couple times last week (me balancing trekking poles and camera and backpack), and each time my photo shoot was curtailed by thunderstorms. I hear that monsoon season is over now, but I’m not counting on it!















