Two summers ago I pitched a tent at Signal Mountain Campground in the Tetons. It was late June/early July and the temps at night got down into the 30s.
Right outside the Park is a horse ranch and I was there at first light (@ 5:30 am) to photograph some prancing stallions.
Unfortunately, none materialized. The ‘golden moment’ quickly dispersed and I was left with this ‘consolation’ image of a gate framing the Grand Tetons in the distance.
🙂 🙂 🙂
Consoled you must have been. What a landscape.
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And what a place to have a ranch home!
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Wow, now this is somewhere I wouldn’t mind camping, or hiking for a week. These are the places you can let your mind relax a little.
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I have started to visit the Tetons/Yellowstone regularly now, and find them to be very special places. Thanks…
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Beautiful John!!!!
Enjoyed your company this morning John shooting the Eagle hope you can find time to do it more. 🙂
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Great fun with the eagle this morning, Ron – but you bailed out too early!
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I LOVE this photo. It is so enchanting to just stop and stare at a gate for a while because you never know ahead of time what doing so may bring to mind. We all come to gates during our lifetimes, open, broken, locked, forbidden, inviting. A friend is a landscape artist, well known now, and painted a gate made of fence posts and barbed wire hanging open into a snow-covered with ice field in Iowa. I bought it because my entire life went through my mind when I saw it. About 6X8 feet. Hope you get to see it someday.
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Yes, gates to me are like the proverbial glass half full. I always see them as open and inviting, something to be climbed or circumvented. There’s always more world out there.
Thanks, Martha.
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Been going thru our old email exchanges … pretty fucking entertaining and at times outright hilarious … pulled up the “Gateway to Paradise” and waited again for the fucking stallions … to no avail …
I’m out of the poor me I can’t get anywhere or do anything right and no one likes me so I guess I’ll go eat worms phase of my acne free old age teenage depression, so I think I’ll start up harassing you again and even send some writing … be warned …
Where the hell are you and Tzuri?
Richard Huss Editor, Pulse the Magazine
http://www.pulsethemagazine.com http://www.RichardHuss.com
Cell: 203-209-6628
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That Xmas gift certificate I sent you, 2 hours with Dr. Phil – you didn’t use it?
You expect me to moderate and approve your filth-laden comment when just last year you wouldn’t publish me in your now-defunct magazine because I used the fucking “f-word”?
Where am I? Follow this link and Tzuri expects a NICE comment from you this time!
http://johnhayesphotography.wordpress.com/2014/06/12/first-snow/
😀 😀 😀
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