This has become a tourist destination in Argentina. In the five years prior to my visit, the town tripled in size. It’s a good taking off point for great mountain hikes, glaciers, and I’m sure other things too.
It’s hard to believe that icebergs are this color. But, they are. Some look as if blue paint had been thrown over them. This is in Lago Argentino, Argentina, in 2010
The lesson for me with this image was never to explain to a potential buyer how you did it. It’s like explaining a magic trick. All the magic disappears.
Some of Shari’s handiwork. These were always a passion of hers.
My father, Bill, took this picture in 1940. I rescued the negative and cleaned it up.
This is from a few months ago in the Arcata Marsh. In eight hours, we’ll be shooting there again. Alway something new and wonderful.
Forty years ago and almost twice as long before that, the amusement park Playland at the Beach existed here. I miss it.
While Tom was at the VA, I hiked down to Golden Gate Park. Saw the archers near 47th then the Dutch windmill at the west end of the park. As I started the long uphill back to the VA, I spotted these flowers growing next to the dilapidated boardwalk wall.
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