Fri, July 19

Live each day to the fullest

Corky and I continue to pack our days. Saturday was spent in the company of friends; in the afternoon Anthony brought his not yet two year old daughter Olivia over for a visit. This beautiful young lady kept a smile on everyone's face as she and One hit it off and spent a lot of time playing, The evening more enjoyment at a friends and an incredible chicken and dumpling dinner ... thank you Kathy, Today it was church, a two hour flight in a beautiful sky, then lunch at Market Place, back into town for a Zaneys Yogurt and finally home around six. Corky is having a blast and tomorrow more is planned and capped with dinner at Sound Bites and the music of Anthony Mazzella. If you are so inclined stop in and join us.

The shot tonight is looking to the NNE from a point S of the Verde River and about twenty miles WNW of Cottonwood. The Verde River is in the lower left quadrant of the image and Sycamore Creek coming down from the Canyon on the right middle of the photo ... can't really see it though. Storm cells were roving around the plateau, so we headed up towards Ashfork again and then hung out around Sycamore canyon as I tried different altitudes and angles to shoot the canyon. I like this one but have a hundred or more that I have not looked at yet.

From the left on the horizon you have Sitgreaves Mountain, Kendrick Peak the San Francisco Peaks partially obscured by a storm cell and Mt. Elden visible between the two storm cells flanking the peaks.

I apologize for taking so long to reply to many of the really nice emails I get and am currently more than three hundred behind. I read every email and am working at doing the replies, but expect substantial delays in replying for the next couple of months ... just too many other priorities to attend to right now. Sorry. Cork and I are busy living life as embodied in a quote frequently heard in various iterations, our favorite is: "Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming -- WOW-- What a Ride!"

Kind of sounds like how we live ... enjoy your day, share your joy and have fun ... the moment is all each of us has and no guarantee for another one.



And in this journey over a thousand hills and valleys called life, he is wisest who

is patient where the way is hard, has faith when he does not understand, and carries

into the dark places the light of a cheerful heart.

Max Ehrmann