Posted in Abstract, Forces of Nature, Photography, Weather, Weekly Photo Challenge

Rainy Day Today


Meeting a friend at a local café to talk about photography and life has become a Sunday ritual for me. Our preferred shop is smallish; the background music doesn’t intrude too far into quiet conversation, and the drinks are just right. In the spring and summer we take our refreshments outside to a table, but by late November the furniture has been put away and rainy days, like today, have returned.

Puddles were growing on the sidewalk outside as I sipped my coffee. I watched people passing, headed to the several stores surrounding the café. But there was something about these folks, on this morning, strange and yet familiar all at once. With three shopping weeks left before Christmas, almost no one appeared to be hurrying.

Oregon once owned an honest reputation for wet weather, but recent drought years have tarnished that. Like many others, I’ve forgotten the sound of rain beating steadily on a rooftop. Perhaps those passersby, like me, were comforted by the return of its voice to autumn’s relaxing choir.



Posted in Americana, Museums, Photography, Rusted & Abandoned, Utah, World War II History

Who Will It Be Next Time?


Between 1942 and 1945, the Topaz Wartime Relocation Center, located near Delta, Utah, was one of several internment camps set up in remote, rural areas of the western United States to hold the nearly 120,000 Americans of Japanese extraction who were forced to leave their homes under Executive Order 9066.

Today, little remains of the original site—strands of sagging barbed wire, uncovered remnants of stone pathways, the rusting remains of a backstop on a baseball diamond—but on Delta’s Main Street the history of the camp, and the resilient people who lived there, is beautifully displayed and preserved at the Topaz Museum. Their Mission Statement promises that it won’t be forgotten:

“To preserve the Topaz site and the history of the internment experience during World War II; to interpret its impact on the internees, their families, and the citizens of Millard County; and to educate the public in order to prevent a recurrence of a similar denial of American civil rights.”


Those who cannot remember the past are
condemned to repeat it. —George Santayana


Posted in Americana, Nevada, Photography, railroads, Travel, Weekly Photo Challenge

The Magic Of Steam Locomotives


The magic of steam locomotives is kept alive in many places, and none are more accessible than the Nevada Northern Railway in Ely, Nevada. Your ticket to the museum includes the grounds and the shops, where you’re (mostly) free to roam, and imagine, as I did in September.




Posted in Cats, humor, Photography, The Top Ten

The Top Ten Reasons Cats Get Drunk


The Top Ten Reasons Cats Get Drunk

#10—Trader Joe’s™ discontinued Super Tuna Feast.

#9—They can spread the hangovers over 9 lives.

#8—David Letterman retired.

#7—Someone Velcroed the table lamps.

#6—The new baby has its own room.

#5—The litter box video bombed on YouTube™.

#4—“Milk AGAIN?”

#3—Their owner brought home a poodle named Missy.

#2—“I’m going to the V-E-T tomorrow.”

And the #1 Reason Cats Get Drunk:


Posted in Nevada, Old Bricks & Boards, Photography, Road Trips, small towns, Travel

Window Shopping


Eastward across Nevada, following Highway 50 to Ely, Ulrich and I stopped briefly in Austin and Eureka. Just enough time to scratch at the surface of both towns.

Whoever said money can’t buy happiness simply didn’t know where to go shopping. —Bo Derek