PEAVINE TRAIL

                                                                   PEAVINE TRAIL

     Last Saturday, May 31st, Sally and I took a little walk on the Peavine Trail with Barney our dog. On the other side of the trail system, in Prescott Valley on the Iron King Trail, Rachel her daughter rode her bike where we all met on the trail. We didn’t meet half way; however, I’ll just say Rachel left us in the wake of her dust as she did her round trip bike ride.
     Having said that, the slide show presentation is our portion of the walk where I used my Canon T3i camera with a 55-250 mm lens. I wanted to experiment and see if I could snap-off some nice shots. Definitely a pleasant seven mile round trip walk  where we seen quite a few birds and wildlife during our trek. Next to the trail at the start, Granite Creek and  Watson Lake provides the essential ingredient for there comfort and survival; as well as, a photographic backdrop.
      Enjoy.

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YELLOW FINCH

SEEING RED

     I believe it is a Lesser Goldfinch that fascinates me as I watch it jump around flighty like in the peach tree of our back yard. And I resolve to take a picture of it, hopefully. Thus far, it started yesterday just before sunrise when I set up my camera to take some shots of our beautiful roses in the front yard.   I wanted to give the the sun a chance to pop over the horizon and light up the peach tree in pleasant  early morning glow. It was beautiful.

     And the Lesser Goldfinch  showed up as I hoped, flighty,  jumpy, and singing as he hopped from tree limb to tree limb, and then fly off. I could not get the little bugger locked on in my 55-250 zoom lens. So a failure. For now.

BEAUTY HIDING

BEAUTY HIDING

     Coming home from work yesterday morning late, I had spied a yellow rose appearing somewhat  hidden in the bush behind a few leaves. I loved how it looked and decided later after sunset I would bring out my camera, tripod, shutter release cable and take a few pictures of it and see how it would  turn out. It did not! I had hoped working with the bush and shutter speed, the sun had set behind the horizon almost straight in line with my lenses, and using a UV filter, I'd squeeze off at least one good shot of many. 

     I did not see an eye catcher when reviewing the photo's this morning. Frustrated I turned to look out the office/studio window and noticed it was coming sunrise, with very light moisture or fog in the air to slightly defuse the sun light and the rose bush bright. 

     Well, you can imagine what I did. Grabbed my camera and tripod. Ran down the stairs, carefully, I am to damn old to trip and fall. Cinched my robe tightly so as not to embarrass myself and snapped off a couple of shots focusing on using my f-stop. 

     And I was quite happy with the outcome when looking at the pictures. And critically thinking I could have done better. Nonetheless, enjoy.

Happy Mother Days.

A HAIKU

Canyon Solitude

Calls alone walking seeing

Alone in quiet

A TANKA POEM

HUMMINGBIRD

Early morning light

Stormy weather beyond the

window warm inside 

Looking outside Hummingbird

Astounded me looking inside 

THE MOUSER

Dori

Me

     Yesterday we had a wonderful late afternoon when we arrived  in Jerome for the art walk. Sally went to the Jerome Artist Co-op to help out with setting up the food and refreshments, while Dori and I tour the town, under a cloudy sky and chilly breeze blowing down Mingus Mountain. We were planning to sharpen our photography  skill, and though I was disappointed in my landscape shots of San Francisco Peaks in the distance to the north, I was pleasantly surprise with Dori's. So much so I made a video of  a mouser of a cat bringing his prey up to a secure spot for dinner.

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URBAN HIKE

Periwinkle Watching Creek

Sally and I walked the Greenway Trail along a small portion of Granite Creek near downtown Prescott yesterday and we took Barney. Although, it was more of a stroll on a sunny, warm afternoon through a park, it gave me pause to think what this creek must have been like before Prescott was founded in 1863. And now what is left of its natural setting. Nonetheless, we still had a great afternoon strolling along from Granite Park to the Junior High School and back. Barney definitely loved the walk, it was a new one for him.