Pima Air and Space Airshow

Japanese Torpedo Bomber (c. 1941) One of the planes that participated in the re-enactment of the bombing of Pearl harbor, December 7, 1941.

One word describes the Pima Air Show and Davis-Monthan AFB. That word is "Huge".

In a Little Cafe

(Marina) In the Diner

I went to the Pima Air and Space Air show at Davis-Monthan AFB with my brother-in-law, Ray and his grand children. We stopped for breakfast before heading for the show and, in spite of my doctor's orders to avoid food groups that begin with the letter "B", I had BACON and eggs with BUTTERED toast. Later, at the show I had a BEER. Now that I'm home I'd have some BEN&JERRY's if we had some in the freezer.

Desert Flower

Marie

One of the situations where posting a "Desires to Work With" acknowledgment on OMP actually generated a response. We had a great shoot today. There are some images in the can for a couple of fine art pieces, including an interpretation of Marcel Duchamp's "Nude Decending a Staircase" and we did a little fooling around with some leg fetish ideas. We talked about a couple of other projects that are of interest to us both. I'm looking forward to working with her in the near future.

From Reddington Pass

It's A Bloomin' Desert, Again

I got Candy out of the house for a ride through Saguaro Park. There's an eight mile loop and we like to keep track of the changes there.

Candy has three more weeks with the hard neck brace, then a doctor's appointment and maybe a soft brace for a while. I told her as soon as she gets past all of this to a point where she can have a sense of humor about it, I'm going to get her a bobble-head doll.

The Poppies at Picacho Park are Past their Prime

In their Glory

Viewing the flowers in the spring is an annual tradition here in the desert. It was bumper to bumper traffic on the roads in Pacacho Peak State Park.

Re-enacting History

The Colonel and His Lady

I went to Picacho Park, between Tucson and Phoenix and killed two birds with one stone, as it were. The poppies at Picacho are just at their prime (I couldn't resist the alliteration) and this weekend was the annual re-enactment of the Battle of Picacho Peak - the battle furthest west of the American Civil War (1861-1865). Thought the battle was barely a skirmish between about a dozen Federal troops and about as many Confederates, it's become quite a thing here in Arizona.

The Confederate Battery

Civil War Re-enactors

TMC

On the way to the Cafeteria

I've always found hospitals to be intimidating places. I find them disorienting and, in many ways, very lonely places. candy's surgery had me hanging around the Tucson Medical Center for two days running. The ironic thought that occurred to me is that I have spent, by far, more time in hospitals in the last 10 years than I had in the previous 45 combined.

I tried to capture some of the feelings I experienced in the run up to Candy's surgery and in the aftermath. I've put the images up elsewhere.

Early Dinner at the OK Corral

Signs of Spring

Spring has Arrived in the Sonora

While snow is falling by the foot in PA and NJ, we're out shooting flowers in the desert and sending the images back to instill hope in those who are loosing theirs.

I can't understand why they find these flower pictures so annoying. I would think looking at them would be a nice break from shoveling out from under.

Hanging Around the House

Playing With Ourselves

My wife and I are very particular about the people we hang out with. We insist that they be very similar to us. We want the to have opinions that reflect our opinions. We want them to be interested in the same things we're interested in. It's the differences between people that creat tension. Better we should all be more alike.

Incidentally, the photographs on the wall are mine, not his. I'm a better photographer than he is.

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