My first look into a special place

The Mittens at Sunrise
Monument Valley Navajo Tribal Park

I'm not one to join a group or be around a lot of people, but a couple of years ago I decided to take a chance and went on a photo workshop in northern Arizona. We spent our time in a place I had heard about, but didn't know much about.

This is a simple image of the "Mittens" and it's the first image I ever took in that special place called Monument Valley.

It's a vista seen by almost everyone before. It's a place that's difficult to make special and different. But this one is special because it's mine. I was there; I waited for the sun to come up; I felt the chill of the cold valley morning; I cleaned the red rock dust from my lens; and every time I look at it, even though the image might not be that different from others, I'll never forget the feeling I had at that one moment in time.

Since that trip, I've gone back. I had to. Not just to take more pictures, but to try and share that feeling with my two favorite travelers. Hope they got it.

Let's try something...

Let's make this clear right off the start.

A blog seems to scream WRITER to me, and that isn't what this is all about.

I live with a writer but I'm not one.

I don't pretend to be one. I don't even like to read.

I'm not doing this thinking that I can write, but instead doing it to share images of places, people, and things I've had the chance to come across.

I'm a picture person. Someone who would rather try to relay a feeling through an image than through words.

I'll post an image now and again and put together a little description of what it is; where it was; and maybe try to give my feelings of what I was thinking at that moment in time.

Just remember, I'm not a writer!

Blackfeet Dancer

North American Indian Days Festival

Browining, Montana