this past weekend…

buggs and i picked up a giant german shepherd named, lucious…in norman, oklahoma and transported him to lincoln, nebraska.

it was a fun trip. i was delivering lucious to a former professional football player (for the san diego chargers). who is now a coaching assistant for the nebraska cornhuskers.

it was rather exciting to drive right up to memorial stadium…home of giant college games that i have seen on tv so many times over the years. it was beautiful and grand.

lucious’s owner was such a nice guy!! he gave me a big hug when we met and when i left. the reunion between him and lucious was a magical moment. he may have shed a tear or two.

buggs and i spent the night in belleville, kansas. we stayed in a hotel run by the nicest family. our room was nice and the bed fantastic. i had the best night of sleep that i’ve had in years there.

we arrived back from our quick trip yesterday afternoon. we were greeted by very hot and humid weather. the temperature was 94°. we went inside and cranked on the a/c.

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busy…

lately, i haven’t had a moment to stop, slow down, catch up, or breathe easily. the last few weeks have been filled with new journeys. while still struggling to write about our second journey, buggs and i have completed journeys number four, five, six, and seven.

in comparison to our first three journeys, these have been rather boring and uneventful…perhaps that’s because they have been shorter trips and trips to places that i’ve already been and really don’t interest me.

for the first of these trips, we transported a rottweiler/pit puppy from norman, ok to tucson, az…from there we drove down to odessa, tx and picked up a terrier going to cookson, ok. next, we picked up a bulldog in moore, ok and took to hardy, tx. then we went right back and picked up a bengal kitten in edmond, ok and dropped off in kansas city, mo.

there was really no time to do much photography, except for a half an hour in hatch, new mexico. my driving team was in place as always…my co-pilot buggs and my co-co-pilot j**s…however, as i said these were all fast, long trips…the last one was seventeen hours round trip.

once buggs and i arrived back in oklahoma, we were extremely exhausted and crashed hard. we both woke up feeling worn out and sick. buggs with allergies from all of the pollen in the air and i have been laid flat by the flu. the only time in several days that i’ve been outside, is to take buggs potty.

i have been laying on top of my bed, under my blanket watching house hunters on hulu and going in and out of consciousness. i can’t seem to stay awake for very long. my head is full of snot…i have a fever…and i just basically feel like shit.

i have fallen behind on my blog and i feel bad about it. as i begin to feel better, i want to get back to posting daily and eventually back to posting several times daily. life never really seems to turn out how i plan it, so we’ll just take it as it comes.

our second journey, part twenty…west yellowstone, mt to island park, id…

the snow fell steadily through yellowstone national park and up until west yellowstone, where we stopped to get gas and i got myself some coffee. the gas station had a help wanted sign and i thought seriously about applying and just staying. it was so beautiful and everyone was really nice.

we left there and pulled up and parked at a gravel lot. i took buggs out for a walk and to go potty. there were all kinds of interesting things that people must have just thrown from their windows, as they drove by. buggs was patient with me as i collected stones like a penguin…to give to j**s later.

we got back into the car and drove on. i noticed that the landscape was changing rapidly. the scenery was breathtaking. i wasn’t sure exactly where we were until we saw this tiny cemetery. it said, “island park cemetery.” i looked it up online and discovered that we were in idaho.

i photographed the cemetery from the outside and then drove inside. it was mysterious and foggy out. the glorious colors of autumn were everywhere. it was still and silent out. you could have heard a pin drop. all of the sudden, i looked up and there was a white horse.

the great, white horse seemed to just appear…it didn’t come from anywhere that i saw. he was magical and mystical and amazing. he pranced along the fence as i shot his photo. my mind saw him as a unicorn. i instantly thought of j**s and her stories of feeding the wild minnesota horses apples.

i immediately sent j**s the photos and video, she got a kick out of it. we drove on and pulled over at the three tetons historical marker. it was so beautiful there. i took a panoramic photo. idaho definitely stole my heart as well as my breath. i could see buggs and i maybe living a yurt somewhere there.

our second journey, part nineteen photos…yellowstone national park, mt to west yellowstone, mt…

yesterday at this time 20:18…

yesterday at this time…buggs and i were on foot walking. we were walking laps and with each lap, the sky changed. the combination of the clouds, the howling winds, and the historic backdrop worked together to create some highly dramatic photos.

here are the photos that we took yesterday at this time 20:18…

irony…

so, buggs and i went for a drive the other day and we saw a sign that said, “cemetery” and had an arrow pointing eastward. ever since s***h and i were in digital photography class at wsu-v, whenever i see a cemetery…i generally stop, drive-in, and explore looking for the unusual and unexpected.

s***h and i used to do this often. we had a night photography assignment once and we went into an old vancouver (washington) cemetery and shot. it was exciting and fun and spooky. we never knew what we were going to encounter. it was interesting to go to school the next day and see what we had captured.

i remember staring at my computer screen one day and taking in a phenomenal image of a headstone surrounded by radiant, glowing, orange light. i was both surprised and fascinated. the light seemed to be emanating from the grave and behind it…through the tree line. it was amazing.

i have photographed cemeteries in washington, idaho, montana, nevada, iowa, and oklahoma. every cemetery is different and holds it’s own mysteries. i always feel as if i am drawn there for a reason, as if there is something there that i need to see and photograph. as i go, i feel kindred spirits all around me.

this particular day, buggs and i were drawn to the lawnview cemetery in cordell, oklahoma. we drove through stopping to photograph points of interest. three quarters of the way through, i found what it was that i was supposed to see and i let out a chuckle. i reveled in it’s dark irony…it’s fantastic.

our second journey, part eightteen photos…yellowstone national park, mt…