yellow….along the way….

The prairie had a name…posted on a wooden placard roadside…west of Flagstaff and east of Williams…close to my destination and far, far away from home…that elemental and figurative place that exists in heart and mind…and has an elusive definition that encompasses both desire and acceptance….

Yellow wildflowers in a field of prairie grass east of Williams, Arizona


17 responses

  1. beautiful good to see you again Scott. How is it going? Still working on a few stories to go with that web site had to replace my computer and I lost a lot of stuff because I hadn’t posted my new stuff on the cloud yet nor had I put it in my archives I was so upset cause I had 4 stories on the house on the property on the old abandon base there in German and also had 2 stories on the hospital writing on a three one for the OR it killed me when my computer blew up…for real. Anyway you know what they say the stories are always better the second time around. Also lost some of my pictures too but I think I have those in my storage box which is good. Take care of yourself and keep up the good work my friend and let’s try to keep in better contact. Kat

    July 23, 2016 at 11:16 am

    • I’m sorry to hear about your computer and the stories, Kat….I hope you’ve been able to recover….

      July 31, 2016 at 12:45 pm

      • No had to get a whole new computer the hard drive just blew up.. (not literally) but that is what the tech told me when he tried to fix it for me. Sad that computer and I had been through a lot. LOL Kat

        August 2, 2016 at 5:42 am

  2. A lovely composition Scott and some beautiful words!

    July 24, 2016 at 7:12 am

    • Thank you very much, Adrian. 🙂

      July 31, 2016 at 12:45 pm

  3. We spent the night in Flagstaff after taking shots of some cactus blooming somewhere near Williams, but missed your prairie.
    “encompasses both desire and acceptance….” Still sounds like a touch a heartache to me.

    July 24, 2016 at 6:45 pm

    • You would have driven right past it, Gunta…of course it was a couple (?) miles south of the freeway…so it would have been just beyond your view. And yes, my friend…there’s still a touch….

      July 31, 2016 at 12:48 pm

  4. Such a beautiful and haunting place!

    July 24, 2016 at 7:03 pm

    • I agree, Terry….

      July 31, 2016 at 12:52 pm

  5. Vivienne Seaman

    I enjoy every post you make. I have been to Arizona only 3 times, but my heart is there each and every day. Your photos of the natural beauty of the desert, the atmosphere, sunsets and sunrises brings a longing and a praise to God for experiencing His creation. Thank you so much for inspirations to plan another trip to Arizona.

    July 25, 2016 at 9:34 am

    • Thank you for the kind words, Vivienne…and I’m happy to know that the images have been an inspiration to return for a visit. 🙂

      July 31, 2016 at 12:55 pm

  6. That fence looks like it has been there awhile. I wonder if it still keeps the cattle in.

    July 27, 2016 at 3:57 pm

    • It does look like it has weathered many seasons, doesn’t it, Allen? I don’t know about any cattle, but there was quite a flock of sheep on the other side of the road…just south and out of frame to the right of this image…..

      July 31, 2016 at 12:56 pm

  7. A great composition, leading you into the scenery, lovely!

    July 28, 2016 at 10:02 am

  8. Yes, “home” can take on so much. Beautiful musings, and you know I love photos of fences – this one exemplifies the West, with that dry, raking light, the barbs, the open space and pale grasses.

    July 29, 2016 at 8:42 am

    • I do know of your affinity for fences, Lynn…and you captured this image quite well with your words…nicely done, friend!

      July 31, 2016 at 12:59 pm

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