2-17-13 Travel Theme: Mountains

Ailsa’s theme this week is mountains

Mountains come in many shapes and sizes both in reality and metaphorically.  Metaphorically I ran into a mountain today when I finally installed Photoshop CS6 only to discover that my computer’s graphics card can not handle it and Apple tells me that I cannot upgrade the card.  That was a mountain to conquer to get today’s images.

Reality?  The first shot is from 2009 on our way to the Newburgh to Beacon Hudson Swim looking over West Point and the Hudson…

Travels

The next three are from the hike to the Boiling Lake in Dominica

Travel Theme- Mountain-1

My guide

My guide

Boiling Lake

Boiling Lake

10-2-12 Travel Theme Foliage – Journey Through The Past

All day presidents
look out windows
All night sentries
watch the moonglow
All are waiting till
the time is right
Son, don’t be home too late
Try to get back by eight
Son, don’t wait
till the break of day
‘Cause you know
how time fades away.
Time fades away
You know how time fades away.

Neil Young

I am taking a second crack at Ailsa’s theme of Foliage.  In my first foliage post, here, I remarked that I had some great foliage pictures from the old days of shooting with film, and I do.

However, this was the picture I had in mind. It took me a long time to find it. I went through 7 years of photo albums before I came upon it and it was somewhat of an emotional ride. I was flipping through the albums quickly and it was unsettling seeing those who have died, the couples that are no more, the friends who have drifted away or are not friends any longer, the babies who are now in college, places that used to hold great meaning for me that I simply do not go to anymore.

On a deeper level still, remembering the dreams of those times, some reached, some not, some abandoned, some still being  pursued.

It isn’t that I don’t look through these albums because I do, but not usually in this concentrated a way and with this much intention.  I find that I am curiously unsettled by it.

I took this picture somewhere near Phoenicia, New York. Katherine and I used to rent a cottage on the edge of the National Forest Preserve from April until October. We had a garden (very exciting for people from NYC) and a creek ran just below us. It feed into the Esopus Creek which is a tributary of the Hudson River.  Woods were all around us. About every other week we would have friends up. It was truly a great time in our lives.

This is our friend David, just hanging out…