Slow posts

Haven’t posted recently. I was gearing up cause I was in complete remission from Multiple Myeloma after a bone marrow transplant. Since I have relapsed which among other things takes time posting has been slow. I’ll keep trying though.

Microsculpture – The Insect Portraits of Levon Biss

http://microsculpture.net/

Bugs! Bugs! Bugs! Insects are a feast for photographers. Convenient. Small. Local. Bizarre. Colorful. I’ve been a bug lover for as long as I can recall. Its one of the reasons I started working at trying to be a photographer. Its a part of the world surrounding us, yet hidden, unless we take the time and. strange looks from others as we get down on our knees, nose to the ground, grabbing a glimpse when we can,  of this overlooked world, during the mad rush of living. Fortunate for us to have photographers who scoot down to the level of this world and show us it’s unique beauty and the strange adaptions they’ve evolved to be the dominant inhabitants of Earth. Enjoy!
Sam
PS: We’ve got nothing on Bugs.

Hubble Art

A laid back day, listening to Bach, waiting to finish up the garden. I ended up here at Hubble Heritage site , a wonderful expression of the beauty and immensity of the Universe. One wonders if spending dollars on this sort of pure research is worth it. I was a believer from my first cereal box rocket when what we see and do now was barely a dream. The web has certainly opened up our space program so we now have access to far more of the missions and reasoning behind them.
If you’re a space geek it’s great to have “numbers” as one perspective on it all. But it’s the incredible, beautiful images that reach out to most people.
I’m not a person who believes exploration is fundamental to our species, to being human. But I’m grateful to the people who are explorers, for exploration’s sake as I firmly believe knowledge for knowledge sake is never a waste of resources.

In beauty I walk
Beauty before me
Beauty behind me
Beauty all around
In beauty I walk

Saguaro vandalism in Tucson

Saguaros biding their time

Try as I might, these destructive activities just make no sense to me. Why?

I grew up in Tucson, 1975 – 2007. It was a place I fell in Love with, Love st first sight as it were! I became who I am, there. A huge part of that was hiking and camping, living out of the back of my old International Harvester in the foothills. Waking to doves cooing.

There are two Saguaro National Monuments in Tucson. One in the east in the
Rincon mountains. The other in the west, over the other side of the Tucson Mountains.

Though this is terrible, you can look out over the bajada and see the Saguaros on the march in the desert. We may see this as permanent, but their march through the desert attest to their patience. They have Time. All we can do it seems is fight time.

It’s a place I’ll always miss and crawl into when the world gets a bit out of kilter.

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