I am continually reminded of how effing beautiful this state is. When most folks think of Arizona, their minds immediately go to the desert landscapes and saguaro cacti. But head into the mountains, and you’re met with vistas like this. North east of Payson, AZ […]
It’s bizarre that we humans like to put faces to inanimate or non-human objects. Might be a bizarre human trait but it’s also highly amusing. Don’t tell me I’m the only one who sees two saguaro hugging in this photo
My two front doors. It’s exciting to now go to my house and seeing some progress. Things have been at a standstill for a few weeks. But now, work has started again. And I’ve got my documentation project going again. The challenge I’m finding with […]
There’s something oddly suspicious looking about these pigeons. Or is that just me? Maybe it’s not that they look suspicious, but there’s something oddly human about how they’re all appear to be waiting for… something. Or I’m reading way too much into an image of […]
Taken at that time of the mid-morning on a weekday when folks are at work, the lunch break is still a little while away, and restaurants are prepping for a mildly active Monday lunch time. This cute little storefront is Hot Daisy Pizza on Roosevelt […]
Is there any other scene that doesn’t immediately scream “Arizona desert” than this one? Three to four different types of cacti and some warm, morning sunlight. Yes, this is a very pleasing scene for me. Counting down the days to cooler weather and more outdoor […]
That day, wandering around the neighbourhood it struck me just how green everything was. Sure, the Sonoran Desert has been dubbed the greenest desert in the world. But with the recent rainfal, everything looks so much more green and lush. Whether it’s the hillsides and […]
Picture this. You’ve got the day off. Weather is unseasonably cool. It rained last night. Humidity has set in in. But it’s still below 90F. What do you do? What else do you do but go out for a much-needed long and windy walk around […]
Misty, moody days at the park. It doesn’t happen often in Phoenix. In Boston, probably a bit more often. The shaded paths were a little shadier. And beyond the border of the shade, everything felt a bit unsaturated thanks to the mist that morning.