A Tractor Riding off Into the Sunset

Utopia

It’s a place that is quiet and serene.
All around is red,
And in the spring it’s covered in green.

Up the wash and up the canyon.
I pass a whale and a rabbit,
And many other rocks shaped as creatures.

Further up the canyon
A little stream flows.
I walk through a tunnel,
And come to a stage.
I sit in box five in the opera house.

I get comfortable and open a book,
Or grab a pen
And let my imagination run wild.

This is my place.

My place does not exist.

It is a desolate area.
Brown and hot,
Flat and covered in sagebrush.

Only a dream,
A figment of my imagination.
A utopia that will never exist.

Something I only dream about.

But the imagination can create this place.

I can build my own paradise.
I only need a pen and paper.

But my place is real.
It survives with me.
It is always in my fantasy.

The physical landscape does exist.
It is my utopia.
My escape.

Quotes of the Day: January 14, 2010

"A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked."
~Bernard Meltzer~

"Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for awhile and leave footprints on our hearts. And we are never, ever the same."
~Anonymous~

Fun with Leaves

Here is another picture from my photography class. I have to thank Brandy for allowing me the use of her kids for quite a few pictures. I especially like this one because of the angle, and I just love this picture.

Quote of the Day: January 10, 2010

"The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity."
~Dorothy Parker, (attributed)US author, humorist, poet, & wit (1893 - 1967)

Double Arch

This is the Double Arch in Arches National Park. Now that I have a scanner I thought that I would add some of the photos I took when I was in my photography class. This blog is for all of my artistic talents, including photography.