The gr8ful grind: December 2005

Let go of anger; It's an acid that eats away the delicate layers of your happiness

The reverse side has also its reverse side

Friday, December 30, 2005

A hawk soars in front of Broken Top (left) and the 3 Sisters, all with a fresh coating of snow. Central Oregon high desert, December 29, 2005.

Thursday, December 29, 2005

A sea plan awaits passengers along the inner harbor of Victoria, BC. August, 2005.

Wednesday, December 28, 2005

If the Dec. 9 photo was Winter Buddha, this must be Snow Buddha, huh? My back yard, Madras, OR, December 21, 2005.

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Sometimes our expectation of nature's beauty doesn't meet the reality. This view, which includes Mt. Washington, used to be full of a lush, vibrant forest of pines, cedar and fir trees until a few summers ago when a lightning strike caused a huge fire that took it all out. It's coming back, but slowly. And it has a new style of vibrancy. High Cascades of central Oregon, US.

Monday, December 26, 2005

Mount Jefferson rises over a hay field outside of Tumalo in central Oregon, USA. December 24, 2005.

Saturday, December 24, 2005

Happy HannukMas KwanzYear....

...and a Festivus for the rest of us.

Friday, December 23, 2005

For some it's a marguaritaville Xmas. Or is it a Corona Xmas? Oh, well. Changes in lattitude, changes in attitude. Portland, OR, Deceember 12, 2005.

Thursday, December 22, 2005

Non-snowmen come in all mediums. Xmas in southeast Portland, OR. December 11, 2005.

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

A nearly fulll moon rises over a house in southeast Portland that is into Xmas light decorations. December 11, 2005.

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

'Tis the season to post photos of Xmas lights. Portland, OR, December 11, 2005.

Monday, December 19, 2005

Berries (if that's the right word), hang from a tree limb. The snow is very, very dry powder. Bend, OR, December 17, 2005.

Friday, December 16, 2005

A little girl gets her moment in the spotlight with Santa at a downtown Portland mall. December 11, 2005.

The Wisdom of Ram Dass

A woman told me that she was a seeker, so I asked her, "Have you ever thought of being a finder?"

Thursday, December 15, 2005

Irrigation pipes await spring thaw in the high desert of Oregon. Madras, OR, December 11, 2005.

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Talaquepaque Artist Village in the fall. Sedona, AZ. September, 2005.

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

Some sociological icons are so ingrained they cannot be ignored. If you're like me and grew up with the Beatles, you thoroughly understand why when I was taking this photo outside my house one morning last week, without a doubt I had strongly running through my mind the guitar riffs of George Harrison's "Here Comes Then Sun." Madras, OR; December 10, 2005.

Monday, December 12, 2005

On the grounds of the Musuem At Warm Springs. December 10, 2005.

Friday, December 09, 2005

Winter Buddha. My back yard, Madras, OR. November, 2005.

Thursday, December 08, 2005

The winter sun offers excellent lighting possibilities and provides wonderfully long shadows. This is just a pic of the side patio between my house and garage, but it's good lighting, I think. Of course this was taken a couple of weeks ago and the patio is now buried under about 6 inches of snow. November, 2005.

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Another snow shot, when the kids are using their sleds this guy's pretty alone. November, 2005.

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

With all the snow we'v e been having, I needed some warming up. So here's some hot peppers hanging outside a Scottsdale, AZ, store. Sept. 2005.

Monday, December 05, 2005

We got 8" - 10" of snow last week. I shot this one between storms when the sun was out. Madras, OR, December 1, 2005.

Friday, December 02, 2005

Red rock country as seen from the "ghost town"of Jerome, AZ. Jerome is an abandoned mining town that has since become an artist colony. This another one of those better seen at full size (just click on the photo). Sept, 2005.

Thursday, December 01, 2005

Thought I'd inject a little color back onto the page. Fog is rather colorless. This was taken the day the fog lifted and the sun returned. The shadows created by the blind are projected onto the ivy on my table. Madras, OR, November, 2005.