Dorothy decided this was the last time she would ever let her older sister play dress-up with her.
October 12, 2009. Dry Lagoon State Park, Trinidad, California.
Cyndi couldn’t understand what was happening to her hat. After all, that nice Professor Hill had said all of the band’s supplies were the finest quality.
February 19, 2008. East Sooke Regional Park, British Columbia.
I’d never been near a big dam before I walked across Shasta, but of course I’ve seen a lot of photos and videos over my [cough] decades. When I saw this discharging water, pretty much every image I’d ever seen flickered through my head. Almost to the point of caricature: dam discharge == pulsing white water.
Here’s my contribution to the stereotype.
October 9, 2009. Shasta Dam, California.
The legend had foretold, and it had occurred as prophesied: amid the drab appeared the earthly incarnation of the god’s throne. Through it could be seen the flickering colors of the winds, flowing from the heavens in ribbon’d streams.
Only those who feel the breath on their cheek, and know what it whispers, may pass here. The others must seek a different door.
November 2, 2006. Linda’s guest bathroom, Westmont, IL.