On the way I discovered a little town called Yeehaw Junction. There was a building called Desert Inn that held the history of the town. Over the years it has been the jail, the saloon, a restaurant, and even a brothel. Yeehaw is Indian (west not east) for wolf because as late as 1920 there were rare dire wolves in the area. The town was once called Jackass Junction but when the Florida Turnpike was built the powers that be decided the name should be changed to something more sedate and polite.
Spent time with Tiny Dancer...dinner and 'Where the Wild Things Are" Great movie, the lines were so perfect we found ourselves repeating them over and over on the way home.
Not much to say today...just family time... falling asleep now...
Song for the day: How does it feel? How does it feel? To be on your own, With no direction home, Like a complete unknown, Like a rolling stone... (Bob Dylan)
5 comments:
Lovely pic of TD. I think the smaller pic is older? Your style reminds me a little of Zosia Ziya, the same tenderness with children. (We have Zosia on eyepik).
I thought I'd just left comments, but they have gone into the ether, I think. I'll say it all again. When I clicked on the link, I thought I'd gone to a new place. It took me several confused minutes to figure it out.
Great photos today. Great model. I envy you that. And a lovely piece of history. Though I wonder about you spending your time in Yeehaw Junction.
Philip - both the pictures of her are older. I don't have the ones from this trip developed. Yes I remember Zosia. Thanks!
CS- yes I thought I needed a new look. I keep playing with it, it may change again tomorrow. Yes, great model but I only see her twice a year. Yeehaw Junction may be where I retire...
nice narrative post...and the photos!! There is a deep connection between you and Tiny Dancer....you capture a beauty about her that is very special.
I was bored today so I decided to look at your blog- I saw ALL the tiny dancer ones. I see some and wish I hadn't gotten my haircut.
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