365: Week 7
February 12: Where the buffalo roam. My wife called to tell me that on her way to work, she had seen, in a nearby field, a small herd of bison. You don't often get a chance to take pictures of bison, so I made a detour on my way home.
These, of course, are NOT bison -- those animals (the largest land mammal in North America -- don't say I've never taught you anything) were gone. But in the far distance I could see something. It turned out to be four mule deer.
I apologize for the quality of picture -- it was shot from very far away, as I was parked where I really shouldn't have been. (I had a lot more to say about that picture than I thought I did).
February 13: Friday the 13th, and this was the best shot I could come up with -- bare tree branches against the dawn sky -- it was a SLOW photography day.
February 14: Valentines Day. My wife had to work that evening, so we were planning on celebrating Monday night -- more on that later. But I was REALLY in the mood for a Mr. Goodbar. So I headed to Target.
It turns out Target doesn't sell Mr. Goodbar.
I may have overcompensated.
February 15: The box with the frozen pizza in it said to remove the pizza from the box, cook for 14 minutes. But, the one direction my son missed was the warning: DO NOT MICROWAVE!
With carbon already the most abundant element in the universe, I wouldn't have thought he would have seen a need to make more...
February 16: So our Valentines plans didn't quite work out. Early Monday morning, right after I got to work, Sharon went back to the hospital. The tumor has been bleeding and causing her to be extremely anemic. She ended up needing another transfusion. Hopefully that will all be taken care of tomorrow (the 19th) after surgery.
Needless to say, my mind was elsewhere that night, and I almost forgot to take a picture -- but I think it's a habit now. As I sat at McDonald's on my way to the hospital, I noticed these odd purple leaves.
But some days I feel like it.
February 18: Okay -- the first picture is not the one I took today. It's a picture I took in Moab several years ago. I was on the edge of 2,000 foot cliff. I consciously made the effort to create that image. It's one of my favorites.
Today, on my way home from work, I just rolled down the window, stuck the camera out and clicked the shutter.