It’s been a while since I’ve posted pictures just for fun. Her are a few from today’s walk through one of our state parks.
Jerome was virtually abandoned for decades in the mid-20th century until artists and entrepreneurs resurrected and revived it. To their credit, they left the old buildings, even if all that remains is a solitary wall.
When I moved to Arizona nearly three decades ago, I’d heard about this ghost town a hundred miles north of Phoenix. I thought it would be a great adventure to see old buildings and scare up some ghosts and arranged a day-trip with my family as soon as I could. At first I was a little dismayed to find a thriving community of artists, musicians, photographers, and entrepreneurs, but that disappointment didn’t last long as I explored the winding streets with their galleries, restaurants, bars, and shops.
Jerome was a mining town, and its history dates to prehistoric Native Americans who mined for beautiful and colorful stones. Enter the Spanish who spread throughout the area seeking gold, which they did not find but recognized the financial benefits of copper. The first copper mine began operations in 1883, and Jerome soon became a prosperous settlement of 15,000 people. When the mines closed in the 1920s, the population shrank to 50 brave souls who kept the old buildings safe (mostly) from vandals and marauders.
Do you see this as a lonely road? Would you welcome a week or a month on this hill, camped in the vastness, opening yourself to the sky and seemingly endless horizon? On the other hand, would you soon long for trees to break the sameness and provide a relief from the inevitable Arizona heat? Would you walk the road to there and back, exploring the world beneath your feet, or would you use it to escape into the city or suburb?
It’s always fun to respond to Jakesprinter’s Sunday Post. Click on this link to see the many creative responses to his challenge to represent the idea of attraction.
We are attracted to many things. Google quotes about attraction and you will find the overwhelming majority refer to that mysterious magnetic relationship between two people. But aren’t we also attracted to our child’s giggle, our grandmother’s biscuits, our best friend’s laugh, our dog’s antics? What about the brilliant sunset or the crash of ocean waves or the piece of rich dark chocolate?
I am, of course, attracted to certain people, but nature captures my attention as well. I am attracted to flowers, especially yellow flowers, and I was rewarded with these beauties which I found today at the Desert Botanical Gardens, which is a Tourist Attraction.
This is the tree in the previous post. While taking pictures of the mountains in the distance, I turned to my left and was struck by the fragile power of the lone tree. I focused with the tree smack in the middle of the image, knowing that I would probably crop it later.
I want you to see the steps I took in post to get the image that I might print.
Take a look at the sky in the image as I shot it. See the spots? My sensor was dirty but I didn’t realize it. (The camera is, at this moment, “in the shop” having its sensor cleaned