Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Junk Yard Heaven

Old Red Truck
In one of my very early posts in this blog (One Man's Junk), I wrote about how much I like junk.  I like it when it's just lying around in nature (as in that earlier post) and I like it when people have found it and turned it into beautiful art.  I spend many a weekend afternoon strolling along the Hudson River just so I can stop and study the 69th Street Transfer Bridge which is actually LAND MARKED junk!  How cool is that?

Wagon Wheels at Gold King Mine in Jerome, Arizona
Wagon Wheels
With that background, it should come as no surprise that I kidnapped the intrepid Nancy B (aka the B and, for the record, it did not require too much convincing) and made a beeline for the Gold King Mine after an afternoon whiled away in Jerome, AZ.

Italian Riviera Scooter
It was late, it was cold, and snow was on the horizon (and the ground) but we had heard tales of this junk yard advertised as a ghost town from fellow travelers who were staying at our B&B home away from home (the Canyon Villas B&B Inn).  To me, a woman who loves the look of old rusty things, it seemed like an opportunity too good to pass up.

Old Tractor
And so it was as the mine is home to all sorts of junk, a few animals, and even a working saw mill!  None of it is for sale but for small entrance fee, visitors are free to wander around and take photos to their hearts content.

It Could be your Father's Studebaker Grill
I could definitely spend more time here -- albeit maybe on a day that is a bit warmer and a little wet.  

Old Car Trifecta

Monday, February 18, 2013

Sedona Sunsets

Easter Island Sunset
I used to think that the ONLY great sunsets came about when one was sitting on a Westward facing ocean beach (or lanai) gazing out over the water as the sun slowly sunk below the horizon.   I still adore ocean sunsets but I have become enamored of desert sunsets as well.  Particularly those that occur when there is a dusting of clouds in the sky to pick up the reflection of the sun that is cast back from the land below.

From Airport Mesa in Sedona, the major rock formations are in front of you or to your right and they certainly present a colorful palette on their own -- more about that on another day.  On the particular evening that the intrepid Nancy B (aka the B) and I were there for sunset, the clouds were mainly off to one's left -- looking directly into the sunset but with no particular landmarks to capture. 

Made for a dreamy set of photos as the sun slowly sank below the horizon.

Sedona Sunset - Before Sun Sinks Below the Horizon
Sedona Sunset - Sun Still above  the Horizon
Sedona Sunset - Sun Still  above the Horizon
Sedona Sunset - Just disappeared behind the tree line (may still be above horizon)
Sedona Sunset - Sun Below the Tree Line
Sedona Sunset - Sun is Nowhere to be Seen
Sedona Sunset - Sun Exits Stage Left as the Night Sky Rolls in

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Spring Harbingers

Photo of ice on the Lake in NYC's Central Park.
Ice Breakers
It was freezing cold in NYC today.  Although the snow from Storm Nemo (Home and Away Pairings, NYers Finding Nemo in Central Park) had mostly faded away.  It certainly did not feel like spring might be around the corner -- at least to me.

That is until I saw the buds on the cherry trees just to the West of the Reservoir:  
Photo of Kwanzan Cherry Tree Buds in February in Central Park
Kwanzan Cherry Tree Buds
.......and the magnolia buds near Bethesda Fountain:
Photo of magnolia tree buds in Central Park in February
Magnolia Buds in February
...and the Ginkgo buds on the trees overlooking Cherry Hill Fountain:
Gingko in February
....and the snow drops sprouting near Strawberry Fields:
Photo of Snow Drops in Central Park in February
Snow Drops

There were also daffodils starting to poke their way up into the chilly February air.  Even with all these signs of spring, I have this feeling that we've got a couple of months to go before it's fully sprung. 

....I am sure that it will come none to soon for the ducks who make the lake their home:
Photo of ducks swimming at the edge of the ice on the Lake in Central Park.
Cold Duck

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Home and Away Pairings

New York's Central Park after the snowstorm that was 2013's Nemo paired with the red rocks of Sedona.

Nemo Blankets Central Park with Snow
Hidden Walker
Airport Mesa Overlook of Sedona Red Rocks
Endless Vista

Nemo Blankets trees in Central Park with Snow
Weighty Matters
Bell Rock driftwood in Sedona
Wolf Shadows
New Yorkers exiting Central Park after enjoying a walk in Nemo's snow
Imagine All the People
Sedona Red Rocks from the Bell Path
Contemplating the Universe (Photo by Nancy B - aka the B)
Nemo blankets Central Park in Snow with view towards NY Skyline
Grey Skies over Manhattan
Airport Mesa Sunset in Sedona
Sedona Sunset
Nemo leaves Central Park coated in snow
Endless White
Pink clouds of a Sedona sunset
It's a Plane (no, really, it is)

.....and a final random pair -- snow in Sedona and spring in New York.......

Early morning view of Bell Rock and Courthouse Butte in snow
Blue Sky Snow
Central Park's Conservatory Garden awash in Tulips
The Tulips of the Conservatory Garden

Saturday, February 9, 2013

NYers Finding Nemo in Central Park

Snow-covered Bridge after Nemo
New Yorkers of all stripes like snow and we typically take advantage of Central Park -- our shared back yard -- after a storm like 2013's Nemo.  Many of us don't have cars to shovel out nor do we have driveways and sidewalks to deal with.  We could hunker down in our apartments and wait for the snow to melt but what is the fun in that?   So, this morning, like many early risers, I took a stroll in Central Park.  As always on a day in which the snow promises to be fluffy and white, I was armed with my camera.

I was early enough to enjoy the way in which the snow transforms Central Park into a quiet white oasis with snow laden trees and bushes.  That's not to say that there weren't folks and creatures frolicking in the soft white snow as these photos demonstrate.

Squirrel on the Roof
I was wandering around Shakespeare's Garden and the Swedish Cottage when I heard a grunting sound from above.  It was the miniature version of the sound a guy will make when he's bench pressing slightly more weight than he can handle.  I'm not sure this little guy ever figured his way off the roof but he did manage to get back on to it after a fair bit of time spent scurrying around on the decorative woodwork below the eaves of the cottage.   

What's My Next Move?
That Didn't Quite Work

Up and Over

Dogs & Snow Just Go Together
'nuf said?

Quiet Corner
Hurry Up Human

High Level Confab

Going Home
I'm Free!

Heads Up!
Apparently, the first (and likely only) blizzard of 2013 was not enough to keep the cyclists from cycling!
Gotta Catch the Peloton!
Catching Up

Feathered Friends
Hard as it is to believe, a wintry New York is home to more than pigeons.
Puffed Up
Polar Bear Club Members

Warmer on the Fence

Sledders and Skiers
Although I saw a couple of corrugated boxes, most sledders were outfitted with pretty fancy gear and the X-country skiers were the same.  A couple of questions come to mind:  (1) Where do they store it all? and (2)  How did my siblings and I survive the hills of Elizabeth and Fernridge Parks without helmets?

A Small Hill Works
Speed Demon with Helmet

Swish, Swish

Out for a Glide & a Romp

Of Walkers, Joggers, Photographers, and Snowmen
And finally there was a great assortment of walkers, joggers, and photographers in the park this morning.  It was that kind of day where it felt good to be outside and moving around.  Few snowmen had been built.  The little guy at the end was gracing Strawberry Fields

Perfect Scene
Getting the Shot

Ginkgo Wonderland

Going Home

Visiting the Garden
Basic Black

Gotta Keep Running 
Snowshoes at the Ready