You are here (or not). I’m not there, anymore — back in suburbia.
Climbing Q-Tips (Mesa Verde).
Rachel (8) requested that I put this in my blog. How could I refuse a plea like that? By the way, the amazing wheat-like plant she is holding had incredible polyester-like strands. And she did her own hairdo.
Yes, Muslim men in Kenya ride bicycles. You should too, though I would suggest wearing clothes that are culturally appropriate for where you are. (I took this shot in May 2007.)
I miss Gideon. He was the groundskeeper for our apartment complex in Nairobi, Kenya. Yes, he used a totally natural palm branch as a broom to keep the driveway clean. Every day.
This house — or temple — is in the remote town of Antonito, Colorado. We passed through there in March and I thankfully saw it from Highway 285, even though it’s maybe half a mile from the main road. I was amused at the arch across the entrance: “ALCOHOL+TOBACCO IS KILLS” and “MARY JANE IS HEALING.” …
It’s hard to operate a remote when you’re asleep.
So, Schick keeps adding blades to their razors. Why not 12? (Just a holiday gift idea for that guy in your life.)