Looking Back

I was going through my 2017 photos to try and pick a favorite but don’t really have one. I just have photos that mainly bring back good memories. I picked out over 20 but may have to spread it out over several posts.

We went to the States in January. We visited the Grand Canyon in Arizona,

and Sante Fe in New Mexico,

and the White Sands Monument in New Mexico.

We went to the Maldives for my birthday.

A trip to Venice with a lot of Spritzs to drink.

We did part of the Camino de Santiago in May where I took this photo of a cow at dawn. It was very difficult for me, my first and last time, but Maurice is ready for more.

We went to England to watch some tennis and made a stop in London while there.

I spent the rest of the year in the States, mostly with my mother but visiting with my children before coming home in December.

I don’t know if this is my favorite photo but I do love the optical illusion of this building in hilly Montmartre.

I wish you all a Happy and Healthy New Year for 2018. Thanks for making me a part of your lives.

The Grand Canyon

After our visit to Austin we flew to Arizona to see my mother. During our time there Maurice and I made a trip up to Northern Arizona and over into New Mexico. Our first stop was at the Grand Canyon which Maurice says is one of the most beautiful places in the world. He’s been there many times and hiked down to the bottom a few times as well something I’ve never done.

 When we arrived it was very cold, windy and there was no view of the canyon due to low clouds. About thirty minutes before sunset the sun came out and I rushed out to get some photos.

There was almost a rainbow.

I liked the architecture there done in the early 1900’s after the train finally arrived there with tourists coming to see the Grand Canyon.

This sculpture is called the Bright Angel in the rustic lodge of the same name. The name comes from the first explorer of the Colorado River running through the Grand Canyon who after going through a section he named the Dirty Devil was pleased to find the clear waters he called Bright Angel.

This is the beginning of the Bright Angel trail. We didn’t go down very far as it was icy.

A ledge I liked.

A photo of a poster showing mules descending into the canyon-probably the only way I would ever do it.