Shotgun Shells,Tire Donuts, a Virgin Fog Cutter

It almost seems like a scene out of a James Dean movie, doesn't it? I've always said that being an Urban Photographer was the treasure hunt of all treasure hunts. You go looking for one thing and come up with something you never expected to find and that fits like a piece of a puzzle into the whole scheme of things.

Going to the doctor on Tuesday set me back a couple of days. Day before yesterday, I never left the house. It was the last day for a while of low humidity and fall-like temperatures. In short--it was my kind of weather. Then, this Equifax thing jammed up the Internet and consumed time to get nothing but a hold pattern more like a plane circling than waiting for a customer rep. Seldom do I give up, but I also know when to cut my losses (time wise) and I hung up. But, the point is that it was a big waste of time and that threw off my schedule. So, yesterday, I had to get back out and do some shooting. These days of 10 or 15 meager shots just didn't cut it to fulfill my goal. The majority of my portfolio is shot in Spring and Fall. I have tried to increase the Summer and Winter stock but the fact remains that Spring and Fall are my kind of weather and my kind of scenes. However, again, I bring to mind the words of the fictional character on the Golden Girls, Sophia, who always had the cookie cutter answer that never went out of style when she would look directly into the camera and say : "You never know!"  That would apply here because I have really been working this summer to increase the stock of Summer shots that are published and it has been a good summer for me in doing that.

Next week will slow me down again with another doctors appointment. It seems like you never can regain the lost time, even when you try to work harder to make up for the time lost. But, I do enjoy doing what I do. It's a hobby that pays back some of the cost, too. I was reminded a few years back that Urban Photography doesn't always have to be the best shots, too, but that doesn't mean I  don't try to be better with each click of the shutter. The example pointed out that there was  a very important time in American history unmarked of the actual spot where President Kennedy's plane was parked at Love Field. When Lyndon B. Johnson was sworn in as the new President following the death of John F. Kenned, no actual location was ever marked. One reason was because Love Field had been upgraded with runways and taxiways, the tarmac was never marked that day after the Dealey Plaza shooting. And, because of security and other reasons, the general public was not allowed out on the tarmac. There were not a lot of camera shots out side but plenty of the swearing in ceremony aboard Air Force One. As it turned out, there was one local photographer who had an image of the plane that could be used to pinpoint the actual location. Today, there is both a marker on the tarmac and a placard inside the terminal window looking out to the placard on the tarmac. So urban photographers do catch things that most others do not.

This weekend, I plan to go down to Lee Park and shoot the empty base where the Robert E. Lee on horseback statue sat until yesterday afternoon. I had shot the area with candles all around when Tony Romo, then quarterback of the Dallas Cowboys had gotten married. That is another story that I feel some comments coming forward, but the time isn't now. So enjoy the oddity shots with a bit of humor from the past that still rears its head today.

Fog Cutter N528VA cleared to make departure turn onto runway 13R at Love Field. The horizon of the plane is adjusted to cover the line of sight from the tail to the top of the construction cranes, not the horizontal plane of the runway.

Shotgun Shells left on the ground. When as a kid I went bird hunting with my uncle, grandfather,and dad, back in the early 50's they picked up there shells even then. This shows how people today could care less.

Most teenage drivers that lived on the wild side could recall those days of doing these donuts on the pavement. This is atop the new Sylvan Bridge that crosses the Trinity at Trammel Crow Park. It's where the long semi-circular ramp comes into the top to the bridge at a T-intersection where there is lots of room to do crazy things like this. There are cameras there.

A Couple of Images With Some Humor

Some of you have read where I have said before that sometimes, my car takes control and leads me to things that I would have missed otherwise. There  probably isn't anything taking control of my car but me and just driving while being more observant, or my guardian angle is helping me to find these things while I drive, which I don't discount.

Yesterday was another one of those 'on the way to the doctors' days. Afterwards, I would be in no mood to go out shooting. As it turned out, the appointment lasted well into the second hour and the results were not what I had hoped for, although, there is still hope.

The first image was discovered on Sunday. That seems to be the day that I do the most construction boom shots because generally, the work crews are fewer and the congestion around the sites are not as bad, especially when in the downtown and uptown areas. If you have ever been to Dallas, you know already that cows and horses are everywhere. There are statues in bronze of full Mustangs, cattle herds, concrete cows, neon cows, cows on rooftops, cement cows with advertising and Ft. Worth has the nickname "cow town". Go figure. Anyway, looking for cows is not a hobby, but when and if I do, roof tops are the limit....or at least they were until this past Sunday. Low and behold--- sitting on top of a 150' tower crane on the counterweight end stood a full size Texas Longhorn sculpture. I looked at it from several angles and although it is a bit out of range for my glass, I had to get the shot. Now, people cannot call me crazy. It also gave me a heads up to watch for this cow again. I would like to find out more about the reason why it was there in the first place. Of course, every thing has its day and the old adage "when pigs fly" can now move over for "when bulls spin on tower cranes".

The second image was one of those where I drove by, saw the image, turned around and came back to get the shot. While Communion Alters and Tables hold a significant meaning for me, it was still humorous in the context of the setting. It is very much a part of urban art today. Some will see it merely as a junk pile. Others will see it in other lights. One must, without knowing, suggest that it could be a Hurricane flooded church that received help from a congregation here in Dallas or that the congregation here in Dallas simply received a new Communion Alter or Table. Either way, there are probably a few wives or husbands that got a to-do list done with a little reminder of : THIS DO IN REMEMBRANCE OF ME.

The bull is on the counterweight end of the crane over the building.

Urban art with a powerful reminder.

Click on image to enlarge. The bull may also need to be viewed at 50 to 100%

Sometimes Cost Gets In The Way---

But, other times, that cost getting in the way opens new doors. Welcome to our new home!

Over the years, I have not been shy to accepting change. In fact, I have always embraced change. Sometimes, more than at others admittedly, but all-in-all, change is a good thing.

It's been a very long summer for me. It's been one of the hardest summers in nearly a decade and a half. My goal this year was to not only become more creative with new material, but to also increase the number of images that get published. Those that chat with me daily on the road have often heard me say: " Once you created the beast now you must feed it."

 Some 57 years ago, when I pushed down that first shutter button, That beast was created. It  grew over time. Then, one day, when retirement set in, that beast finally reared its head and was more hungry than I had ever anticipated. My instincts should have known because I am a numbers kind of guy. If my goal was to sell 100 acorns this year. I didn't stop until I finally did. Then what ever that number was--next year, I was going to top it. And the following year, I was going to top that number. Over all when I retired, I paced myself for the first couple of year, but then, that Irish-Scottish blood running in my veins began to re-energize me again. Just as it was beginning to stir that need to not sit in a rocking chair anymore, I had a set back with a health issue, then I lost mom.That sidelined me for a bit but it gave me time to think---to focus---(I hate that word in how it is being used today). By the time that I was back to a more normal routine, doing what I loved all along was my guiding light and I picked back up that camera that I had set aside after loosing mom and began to take on that love of photography more seriously than ever before.

The joy. The satisfaction. The love of life. The beauty of nature. The evolution of urban engines continues to drive me until the bitter-sweet end of this life. When ever that may be.But know this: Life is worth every second on this old planet. Faith tells me that it will be even better afterwords. But for now, I look back at my portfolio of some 6,000 published images and I see the world in a much different light. A light of hope. A light of challenges. A light of giving. A light of sharing. A light of eternal salvation. Every single light beams from me when I pick up that camera and a glimpse from the corner of my eye draws me to a setting where the camera takes over and captures that image in the click of a shutter. I still find things in images that I took 16 years ago that I never saw the first time. A picture isn't just an image to look at and awe at. It's a story that is read over and over again and one that you learn life's lessons from. I often think what the bible would be like today if it were a collection of images that covered Genesis to Revelations. Changing how we look at things if we can look back and see things that we never saw the first time would be technology to the max.

So, explore the new pages and know that the taste of discovery is delicious. I'm in the early hours of doing that my self. I still have to relearn how to publish this thing!!

Supermarket Panic Food Fight

Well, the deal with Amazon and Whole Foods appears to be over. Already Amazon has cut prices at Whole Foods. That's old news. But---there appears to be a bit of chaos showing up at supermarkets.
It appears that the grocery industry, including Walmart, either haven't figured out the next move yet, or they are still stunned by the Amazon deal that appears to have caught them off guard.

Yesterday, I went to two Aldi's. The reason for two was that I was out and could pick up dry and non-perishable items on my way to the lake and then get the cold things on the way back home from the other side of the lake. It turned out to be an adventure. I shop Aldi's for the items that are main stays like coffee and crackers. They have the best prices in town on those items. Yes, even better than Walmart, which isn't hard  to do because over the years Walmart is not really that cheap. People seem to think that they are, but if you look at what they are buying, and you know prices, like I do, then you quickly see that those people are really paying through the nose and either don't care or do not do comparative market analysis before they buy.

Aldi's have kept their coffee prices at the lowest from the very beginning here in the states. But, the label change caught my eye. Then, the size of the can. The price was back down to where it had been for years after a small boost upward. So, before making the purchase, I checked out the can. It was less weight than before by three ounces, but still a very hot deal at the listed price. There instant coffee, which I also buy, held at the same price, which is also the lowest price around town. Buy good 8-ounce coffee for under $4.00 is a deal.

When I stopped at the second Aldi's, the eggs were $0.59 a dozen for grade A large. The limit was 6. I loaded 5 dozen into my cart. The expiration date was October 8 and my plans were to boil a dozen and a half for deviled eggs and hard cooked eggs for lunch. Protein and tasty items like eggs are helping with the weight. No, I'm not going to clog my arteries. First, the new reports out give eggs a new life and my test have been super for more than a year. Plus, I like deviled eggs made with mustard. Don't clog your arteries with that mayo stuff!☺.

I stopped at El Rio Grande Latin Market and got two watermelons. The price on those were $1.99 each. And, big, beautiful peaches were $1.29 per pound. Thee made a pound and a third or $0.58 each.

Now, what I learned about the grocery panic this past week.

Kroger's is Retiring the Senior Citizen's Discount on September 5th. It must be their ideal of something funny with the play on words like "Retiring Senior Citizens Discounts" I've been telling my store's manager for months that Kroger was loosing grounds on the price point. Apparently, the managers are being rotated like their prices. Kroger announced new, lower prices. So far, their lower prices are on things that I certainly don't buy. When the manager would try to make a mute point, I didn't hesitate to mention that I can go just down the street. There is Aldi's in three directions, Sprouts in another Fiesta, Albertson's, Tom Thumb and  as well. I have shopped the digital coupons at Tom Thumb and Albertsons the past two months and Winco has blown the socks off the meat prices, frozen and canned goods ET AL.

I used to think that it was expensive to eat healthy. It just takes a bit more planning. It still blows my mind that organic cost more when organic is actually less costly to produce. Yeah, I know. My account can also show me on paper where it cost me more to live without air conditioning than to turn it on. Accounting can do wonders with numbers, but all-in-all, organic is still grown with less cost.

So, back to Aldi's. The eggs were different prices at two different Aldi's and the coffee was at different prices at those same two store. Either pay more for eggs and drink cheaper coffee or drink higher priced  coffee and pay less for eggs. I have not seen that at Aldi's before. I've shopped Aldi's for a long time, too.

Here's a comparison on one item at Kroger's and Aldi's using the senior citizen discount.

Kroger brand saltine crackers $0.99.                  Aldi saltine crackers        $0.79
less senior citizen 10%                .09                   no discount                        0.00
Kroger cost                                  .90                   Aldi cost                            0.79

So, already half my core grocery for September has been spent outside Kroger's

There seems to be some strange things going on in the Aldi, Kroger (Walmart doesn't even figure in because of quality) food fight. Kroger's is saying don't worry about your senior citizen's discounts being retired (there is that play on words at Kroger's again) because of all the 1,000 new lower prices at Kroger's. Already, I see that the discounts that are going away at Krogers will move me on down the street. My first purchase in a grocery store was 65 years ago in a Krogers. It's not that the customers are not loyal. It's the supermarket leaders that are not loyal.I honestly believe that Kroger thought when they started the senior citizens discounts a few years back that seniors were not that tech savvy and would use it that much. Well, they got a shock and now, they want to do away with it. My savings for the year past was $251.00. This year already, I am already at $245.13 for 2017.

Another German Grocery opened its first 10 stores in the U.S. in June. Lidl. I can't wait until they enter the Dallas market. Yesterday, it was like shopping in a European market in the El Rio Grande. The cafe tables were filled and hustling and bustling as I bought my melons and peaches. The days of the old style grocery is coming back with modern technology. The prices are going to drop and keep dropping. The El Rio would be a cultural shock for some. The different smells would scare some because we Americans are spoiled. For me, culture is ever thing and to mingle in such an atmosphere while shopping allows you to get out of that comfort zone, which I learned long ago is not really a comfort zone, it's a spoiled brat zone. I didn't see one person on their cell phones or using their cell phone to scan an isle and it was nice. It was very nice.

09/02/17: edited and added text. Removed the word Walmart in one paragraph where it was redundant. 

Ponder The Essence of Flight

Way back in the years between 1452 and 1519 A.D or as they now say C.E., a man good with a paint brush had a few radical thoughts about other things besides painting. He was even more radical to actually put his thoughts down on paper where they are now, a matter of historical data.

He stated something that I still ponder today. That was:

        " When once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return."

Not only was he a painter, he was a sculptor, architect, musician, scientist, mathematician, engineer, inventor, anatomist and geologist.  Some might have guessed correctly that the person was none other than Leonardo da Vinci.Yes, the famous painter used his brushes to paint the ceiling of a little chapel in Rome above the catacombs that are said to hold the bones of St. Peter.

You don't have to be religious (although it does help in this case) to understand that such a connection in the mid 1400's through a couple of decades into the 1500s only had birds and angels to understand flight. And to be bold enough to say once you have tasted flight you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward---and even bolder to continue with---for there you have been, and there you will always long to return.

So, know this: I do ponder his statement fairly regularly. To me, there must be some ethereal connection between his ability to paint and to not only understand the engineering of flight but that he also had a Divine connection to understand that heavenly connection to angels descending as well.

On Wednesday, I started my rounds checking on fall colors as they have already begun here (which is unusual this early). One of the spots is at the dam and spillways at White Rock. The big sycamores are there and they go through a multi- change routine from green to light green to yellow to brown to that fantastic rich brown leathery look. As I walked from the dam to the spillway to the tidal pool and finally to the lesser spillway as it drops into White Rock Creek on its way to the Trinity river then into river near the Great Trinity Forest. Then it begins the long trip down to Houston and finally into the Gulf of Mexico, I stopped  to watch the juvenile egrets vying for their fishing spots on the lesser spillway steps. Rather comical.

Suddenly, there was a swish of air that I caught out of the corner of my eye and looked  to find a great  white egret coming right at me. While I said to one of my editors that I took the shot, of a lifetime despite the fact that there was going to be some minor technical problems with the image. She agreed and published the image. So, look closely at the form of flight and overlook the technical issues with the image and Ponder with me---for there you have been and there you will always long to return.
Enjoy!

A Great White Egret

Great White Egret in Flight

The Changing of the Sycamore Leaves Has Begun

DFW Airport And Air Field West

Well, my car just kind of lead the way today and I ended up at DFW Airport. One thing that I noticed immediately was the rerouting of Air Field Drive just past the North Remote Lot while columns are being poured where Air Field Once was level. For a bit, I couldn't figure out what on earth would be cause to raise Air Field Drive into the air? Then it hit me. To bring the other train line into Terminal B, it must come from Grapevine. To come from Grapevine, it wouldn't be as efficient to have a crossing to maintain. Now, would be the time to raise Air Field Drive Over the route of the tracks.

When I rode the light rail into Terminal A, from the train, the "Y" switch had been put in already and it is headed exactly where the Air Field construction is on going.  Could it be? Will it be? Time will tell the truth. Years of watching such happening and taking note of little things like the "y" switch and such things has taught this old man to bet on his own hunches than anything else.

It was a lazy afternoon at Founder's Plaza. There were a number of people there, but it was a more subdued crowd that just sat quietly and enjoyed the shift in wind and the dryer air even though the temperature was up where it has been recently. And that brings another topic into the equation. Many many years ago, an old man (like I am now) taught me how to tell when there was an upcoming change that nature does. If you learn system by watching nature, over time, you begin to see those changes. He taught me that when trees "flip their leaves" it means that the sap has started it cycle to slow down production and will begin to shut down for the long winter's nap. Well, the trees have flipped their leaves in the Dallas area.

The plans were to get some shots of that very thing---leaves flipped---but I got help up by a train what had its last car blocking a crossing. I watched people grow impatient one after another after another. They jockeyed their cars forward and in reverse and forward some more. Others, just drove up over the curb. I watched one guy miss tearing his muffler off his car by fractions of an inch. I had to laugh. Every one is in such a hurry today. They race here and they race there and when I get up to the light, I'm sitting next to them. That makes me laugh even more. Someone once ask if I didn't feel bad that they see me laughing. I shocked them by answering: Look, I waited a long time to say get off my grass. Stay out of my yard. It's earned with age. It's like clout. You never know how much clout one has until you exercise it.

All are experts today. But, in the area of common sense, all their expertness can't make their synapse click where it should be clicking. One might say that the chemical imbalance from their health potions mixed up in their juicers and blenders might have missed a carrot or two. In short, taking life one day at a time suits me just fine. As those cars left the lanes leading up to the rail car parked on the road, I would pull up into those spaces. You see, I shoot a lots of my trains on that siding and I am familiar with the train traffic out of Irving into Carrollton and on to Frisco. There is a major stone crushing operation there also and gondolas and hopper cars and tank cars are the norm. Usually, there is both BNSF engines and Union Pacific engines sitting side by side . They change shifts there so I knew that the wait was going to be close to a half hour. So, it wasn't a big deal. I had no place to be other than home when I got there.

There are nine images running on the live news feed already from this afternoon. The clock is already running on the 48 hour cycle on on/off. I was able to get some really good images of a couple of colorful planes and one of the North Entrance large American flag. That flag is just inside the Tarrant County line. The tower is one of DFW's three towers. The east tower, the center tower and the west tower.  Runways 13L, a cross wind runway is the eastern runway, followed by 17L,17C and 17R in Dallas County and 18L and 18R and 13 R, another cross wind runway make up the seven active runways. the 18s and 13R are in Tarrant county. The International Parkway which is the North and South Entry to the airport finds the terminals A,B,C,D,and E snuggled up to the International Parkway--a toll road-- that runs through the airport from major expressway feeders to the south and north.

You get wildlife, birds, airplanes, trains, clear views of downtown Dallas skyline as well as Las Colinas skyline and even the Galleria on LBJ-635 and the Dallas North Toll road when there isn't any haze from traffic or jet A fuel burn. Oh, and the Great Wolf Lodge and the Gaylord Texan Resort skyline as well as the clock in downtown Grapevine on Main Street. There is just a lot to see that one would never think of from visiting an airport---especially the Founder's Plaza when is the outdoor observation to the big boys that land on 18L and 18R most of the time, although sometimes, they are shot across the  A bridge to take off or land on the 17s on the other side of the airport.

So, I'm excited about the second train coming to DFW Terminal B. (This won't be light rail (DART using electricity to power the train). Dallas' light rail system is the largest light rail system in the country.) It will be the old fashion locomotion with commuter train cars like the TRE (Trinity Rail Express) .

Also, I did notice today that the old Cotton Belt Line from Plano to Grapevine is getting some rail improvements. There is some rumblings that that rail line connecting the northern corridor cross town isn't at all dead. And the high speed rail line from Houston to Dallas isn't a if, but when and how soon? The right of way is being obtained ever so quietly and there again--- time teaches that those things like that are done just like the rumblings are rumbling.

I hope I can still put my hat on my head as I go out the door to see and to ride those fantastic inventions of days gone by. We should have been riding them years ago, but unto ever man there is a season. Maybe all this attention to nature and observations has caught my season, finally!

Тhere is a story here about this type of car this time of year. Another day, however.

Tranquil in person as well as looking at the image.

The yellow reminds me of Tom Braniff and the way he painted jets.

August 21: Edit for clarity. Sorry, folks. I published sooner than planned without any edits complete. I write with main thoughts and usually omit the filler support until time of edit before publishing. Yesterday, I was just tired when the clock struck midnight. I hit the publish button rather than the save button and when my feet hit the floor this morning, the first thought of the day was that I had not edited the post.

Far Time More Than I Care To Remember

--- this same thing has happened. One weekend last winter when it was cold and gray and rather miserable, I started at the beginning of my archive and started scanning through my images. When I found one that was not longer there physically, I'd say, "that's gone now!" and would hash mark a talley of images that I had taken that can only be archive files and memories now.

Sunday, I found yet another one.

This is the old Casablanca Restaurant. The number of breakfast meals eaten there, let alone the number of cups of coffee consumed there are uncountable. My friend, Malek had two restaurants in the downtown area, but I liked this one because of the atmosphere. As recent as July 8th while just ending my period of Annual Mourning I had photographed the new paint and colorful windows that had been done not so long ago. Now, I have these images to remember how life moves onward and time waits for no man.

This was infront and along side the old and new Sheds at Dallas Farmer's Market.My time eating there was prior to the destruction, rebuilding and renovation of the old farmers market.

 The old Casablanca Restaurant.

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