Middle-aged, well-educated Purchasing professional in aerospace field. I play violin, and have played Carnegie Hall with my orchestra. I discovered Rush Limbaugh in 2001, and am now a devoted follower. I also strongly support Hillsdale College.
When I’m out with my camera, I like pointing it up at the sky. Sometimes I find interesting shapes. This one is on the outside of the building where I work. It’s the top of the ladder to the roof, but seen against a blue sky, it’s art.
Then, at night, in Arizona, again pointing up at the sky.
The fact that cloud formations are by their nature temporary makes you appreciate them more. How often have you looked up at spectacular clouds, and had to keep watching as they scud across the sky at the mercy of winds on high? Our skies out here in Western Washington State are often gray, but there are zillions of shades of gray, and change from minute to minute. We enjoy taking the ferry from Edmonds over to Kingston on the Kitsap Peninsula, and last month’s clouds were especially picturesque.
Someone was getting rained-on over there!
But look what we found when we were driving off the ferry in Kingston. This is the epitome of temporary!
If you look very closely at the upper right corner of this photo, you see that it’s a double rainbow. I was pleased to see how well it came out, given that it was taken from the passenger-side window of a moving car.
Hiding in plain sight. Golf courses are often in cities or suburbs, and may be behind a gate, for Members Only. I don’t play golf, but in the past few years I have been fortunate enough to be able to tag along with the golfers, and take pictures. A couple of years ago, my husband and I went to Reno for a Ricochet meet up. One of the planned activities was a golf outing in North Lake Tahoe, at the Old Brockway course
. The Reno/Tahoe area is pretty dry, and the course there was bounded by Ponderosa Pine trees. All those green lawns take lots of water to keep up, so you really appreciate them. Don’t you think these are beautiful?
Earlier this month, I tagged along with the golfers at the Mill Creek Golf Course, as an activity of my 50th high school class reunion (see my earlier post here at Calling-all-RushBabes). Mill Creek is just south of where I live, and I had never been to the Country Club before. It was a crisp October morning, and the course was still a bit frosty when we got started. Here’s what I saw first.
Golf carts as far as the eye could see! All charged-up and ready to go.
The garden right at the beginning of the course was especially pretty that day. Early in the day, the shadows were very long, across the grassy fairways.
The course is very hilly, and many times I had to hang on tightly to avoid being pitched out of my seat when the grade steepened. Fortunately, there was good signage.
The course was just so beautiful that day, I was a picture-taking fool!
There are many private residences around the edge of the course, and the homeowners have pretty gardens and other plantings.
That’s somebody’s back yard, with the Japanese Maple trees.
When I started to get “green-saturated”, I’d look up. The sky was pretty spectacular all day.
And then, when we were all done, we stood and listened to this gentleman. I could hear him from the last two holes, way in the distance.
This is the view from the deck of our vacation house in Bigfork, Montana, on September 7, the day after we got there from Washington. You can’t see much, due to the smoke from the terrible wildfires, that closed Glacier National Park, and prevented our group from doing most outdoor activities.
And on September 10, finally, the Glorious Sunset Glow! We could see the sun, and a bit of sky, as the smoke cleared a bit. Everyone’s mood was much improved.
I have never been happier to see the sun that I was that day.