Out West

My father always loved the Old West. Our house walls, downstairs, held what seemed like dozens of paintings of cowboys and soldiers and Indians, and I was brought up to revere the names of Frederic Remington, Charles M. Russell, and George Catlin. I would stare from the vantage points of the game or enemy being Continue reading Out West

New pictures

I spent the morning (some of it) in the foothills behind Boulder CO. I took many pictures, and have just put them up on .mac. Here’s the link.