Folks might have noticed a lack of participation on my part during the last few days. No blogging, no e-mails, no snarky comments, no FaceBook . . . but before a National Day of Thanks could be set up, I’m here to reassure . . . well, no one. Still, I’ve not really quit the Internet; I’ve been traveling.
On Friday morning the D’Alises woke up, and the ugly male part of the team yawned, rolled over, and whispered . . . “Wanna drive to North Dakota?” I’m romantic that way.
Two and a half hours later we were in the car, heading up to knock off one more state toward Melisa’s goal to set foot in all 50 states. Only four left as I write this.
So, here is the thing . . . I am editing these pictures on my el-cheapo laptop. I have no idea how these really look on a good monitor. If the colors are off, processing is flawed, etc. please do not hold me culpable. If you really cared, you would buy me a decent laptop.
You might get the idea we drove a thousand miles just to see a sign. Well, yeah . . . but we also saw other stuff.
Yes, I speak of “Beauty and the Bones“. And I’ll also mention we did two trips around Devil’s Tower. One was to cover all the scenery shots . . .
The second pass was with Macro Lens in hand, drawing inspiration from Sarah Takes Pictures, and shooting nothing but macro shots of like lichen, and stuff.
Of course, I shot my normal stuff as well.
Like I said, hundreds of pictures. I’ll pare them down as much as I can, and present them in future posts,
Tomorrow we visit Fort Laramie National Park, and then back home. For those wondering about the snow in the picture . . . there were a number of places where snow still lingered, but the weather could not have been better. It hit 70 each day, and the sun came out each day. All and all, a wonderful three day excursion. We plan on doing more.
Thanks for dropping by to check on me, and hope you enjoyed reading this precursor of posts to come.
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. . . my FP ward . . . chieken shit.