“North To Alaska” -Leadville, CO
I have spent some time living in Alaska and there is no shortage of old trucks. Something about that place has permeated my blood stream and I can’t shake the desire to go back. I long for vast expanses of open roads, hanging glaciers and icy blue bays filled with salmon seiners. Fireweed, lupine, and rain forests call out to me in sleep and I dream to go back as soon as possible. Sometimes, a place can really make your heart ache.
Snapped this photo on my morning run yesterday. Took this with the hipstamatic, but the sky isn’t enhanced, that’s how blue it is here.
I am not sure when my fascination with the railroads began, but my affinity for trains and stations continues to grow. Denver, Colorado
Looking ominous on the front range.
Sometimes after the flood all the colors come out. In this case, it was before the flood. Snapped this photo from the welcome center at the Garden of The Gods, in Colorado Springs. I took a two hour drive all the way down there because I love the weird town of Manitou Springs, and as soon as I got there the skies opened up!
Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz?
swingin in the high country. series.
Starry Starry Night. The planets are out!
Oh hello…
Yes, they are dirty old skate shoes, they’re Vans, and I love ‘em. Anybody whoever grew up skateboarding, surfing and snowboarding knows that feeling of wearing your favorite pair. They are more than just a brand, they’re an attitude, a lifestyle, an old school identity that has transcended with classic style. I once fell in love with a boy because I first noticed him wearing a pair of classic checkerboard slip-ons, I moved all the way to Australia because of those shoes. Sometimes, a dirty old pair of skate shoes can change your whole life.
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me llamo sara + mucho gusto.
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