Posts tagged “Arizona

Red, White, and Blue

I hadn’t taken my traditional flag photo for today- so we went down this afternoon to Courthouse Square after the crowds had dispersed. Here’s a shot of the gazebo decorated in red, white, and blue.

Happy Fourth of July!


Vintage Wigwam

Here’s another shot of the Wigwam Motel at night- this time with a black and white edit for a vintage look. It’s also missing the “car trails”- streaks from tail lights from passing cars- that were visible in yesterday’s image (and I kept in because I like them).

As you can probably tell, I found the Wigwam Motel totally captivating. I only wish that I had crossed the street and wandered around the grounds. It would probably not have been a good idea to do this at nighttime though. I think I need a return trip!


Nighttime at the Wigwam Motel

When we visited Holbrook, we were delighted to see that our motel was right across the street from the Wigwam Motel. I don’t really want to sleep in a wigwam, but I liked being able to stroll out at night with my camera and tripod to get this shot.


Blue Two

From another viewpoint at Blue Mesa:

 


Blue Mesa

This is one of the most amazing areas of Petrified Forest National Park- the gradations of color are gorgeous! To get this shot, I had to fight bad knees and high winds as I set up my tripod in different positions along the trail- and just the trail at the top, mind you. I wish I had started this whole photography thing when I was younger!


In the Footsteps of John Muir

At this beautiful overlook in Petrified Forest National Park, there were photographs of John Muir standing in this very spot- I got chills!


Always the Windows

Like most photographers, I can’t pass by an old window, without taking its photo.

At Vulture Mine


Red Rocks, White Snow

When we walked the paths at Willow Lake during our end of February snowstorm, we were amazed at how saturated the color of the rocks was in the diffused light and falling snow. Here is the view as we walked our usual path through the rocks toward the lake. Not quite Sedona- but still beautiful!


Pretty White Stuff

We had snow Tuesday night which gave us maybe an inch yesterday morning. I was out with my camera as soon as I got up, because I knew it wouldn’t last- and it didn’t. Here’s a view of the path leading from Watson Lake to Watson Woods, a pretty scene.

 


We Were Warned . . .

Despite the warning, we entered anyway- and found lots of delightful items to photograph!


Vulture Mine

Another outing with my photo group- this time close to home!

We visited the Vulture Mine outside Wickenberg and enjoyed wandering around the old ghost town taking photos. Gold was discovered there in 1863 by Henry Wickenberg, who started the mining operation. Eventually a town of 5,000 grew up around the mine, which became the most productive gold mine in Arizona history. It was shut down in 1942 by the government, but is now owned by a private corporation and is open for tours.

 


3:10 to Yuma

The 3:10 to Yuma was headed to the Yuma Territorial Prison, as were we the day after we toured Castle Dome. It is now a museum- a good one. You can see the cells and learn about the notable prisoners and administrators- and gain insights into Arizona history.

An archway leading into the locked area:

At first it almost looks like a church window- but it’s a view through a cell. In person, there are NO similarities to a church!


The Tiny House

Tiny houses are certainly a big deal now- but who knew they were a big deal in the 1870’s? I don’t know the story behind this little building in Castle Dome, but it certainly caught my eye!


Desert Dust

Castle Dome Road seems longer than it is, especially for us city slickers in our shiny cars! Every time a car drove by as we were pulled over taking photos, a dust cloud lingered long after the car disappeared. On the way back out to the main highway, I decided it was a photo op and shot this through the windshield.


Unafraid

Last week, we spotted a roadrunner coming into our back yard several times each day. One day, Carol and I were out there for over an hour with our cameras, and the roadrunner was everywhere! We even watched him kill a large lizard by- sorry!- whacking him repeatedly against the rocks (don’t worry- no photos). At one point, he came down to the lower level and drank from the fountain- leisurely and unafraid.

Here he is in all his glory: