Just stuff: March 2011

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

More...Gulch Mountain Windmills

Click em to big em, sure glad it was a sunny day

Project 365 Day 88 'Gulch Mountain Windmill'

Yep they are that big and I was still a ways away, was out in never never land today - Shot in Auto w/ full digital zoom - click it to big it

Friday, March 25, 2011

Project 365 Day 84 "Background"

Shot in Auto Scene Mode - click it to big it

I had done a post in January called "Almost Extinct" featuring a phone booth, but this one caught my eye because of the background, its not anywhere near town.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Project 365 Day 67 Two Wooden Crosses on the Right Side of the Highway

Someone went to alot of work to get these way up there - Shot in Auto Mode w/ full zoom - click it to big it

Randy Travis - 3 Wooden Crosses

A farmer and a teacher, a hooker and a preacher,
Ridin' on a midnight bus bound for Mexico.
One's headed for vacation, one for higher education,
An' two of them were searchin' for lost souls.
That driver never ever saw the stop sign.
An' eighteen wheelers can't stop on a dime.

There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway,
Why there's not four of them, Heaven only knows.
I guess it's not what you take when you leave this world behind you,
It's what you leave behind you when you go.

That farmer left a harvest, a home and eighty acres,
The faith an' love for growin' things in his young son's heart.
An' that teacher left her wisdom in the minds of lots of children:
Did her best to give 'em all a better start.
An' that preacher whispered: "Can't you see the Promised Land?"
As he laid his blood-stained bible in that hooker's hand.

There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway,
Why there's not four of them, Heaven only knows.
I guess it's not what you take when you leave this world behind you,
It's what you leave behind you when you go.

That's the story that our preacher told last Sunday.
As he held that blood-stained bible up,
For all of us to see.
He said: "Bless the farmer, and the teacher, an' the preacher;
"Who gave this Bible to my mamma,
"Who read it to me."

There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway,
Why there's not four of them, now I guess we know.
It's not what you take when you leave this world behind you,
It's what you leave behind you when you go.

There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway.

Monday, March 7, 2011

X marks the spot

This was sent to me by my Mom, when she opened her sunroom blinds one day last week this is what the view was. Yes she lives close to a small airport, great timing eh!