Our snow is ucky and dirty and melting fast these days. No more winter wonderland for us. It looks more like that seedy carnival with the dodgy rides and the botulism corn dogs these days.
Big puddles of brown water, gray ice on the roads, all the leaves and dirt and road gunk and stuff that has landed on the snow and been buried is now on top. The nasty gray overcast sky doesn't help... Typical spring melt, but in January for some reason.
I think I prefer the really cold clear crisp days, especially since walking and driving wasn't absolutely treacherous. Last night I had a thing, and getting into my friend's car was the first challenge -- the sidewalk and driveway are sheets of ice. Then the parking lot when we got there was a sheet of ice. They melted the ice only on the sidewalk up to the front door, the rest of the sidewalk and the parking lot were solid ice and everybody had to walk very very carefully...like a bunch of creaky old women.
So here's the meme:
1. Go to your Picture Folder on your computer or where ever you store your pictures.
2. Go to the 6th folder, then pick the 6th picture in that folder.
3. Post that picture on your blog and the story that goes with the picture.
4. Tag 5 people you know (or don't know) to do the same.
5. Leave a comment on their blog or an e-mail letting them know you chose them.
This photo was taken in Tucson, at the Boneyard. The AMARG -- The 309th Aerospace Maintenance and Regeneration Group -- is the final resting place for hundreds of planes. When the military retires a plane, or a group of planes, they park them here in the desert. They also buy obsolete planes, planes that are past their airworthiness date. Some of them are mothballed, and could be called back into service. Others are cannibalized for parts, and the government actually makes money with this organization -- when we took the tour, the guide said they were making around $12 for every dollar they spent. Shocking in a government agency, I know.
It's amazing to see from the air (the link above has an aerial photograph). There are dozens of rows of planes, and at night it is the enormous pitch black area on the edge of Tucson.
One day we took the kids to the zoo, and all day we heard and saw Army cargo planes flying overhead. It was a fleet of planes that had developed cracks in the wings, so they were being mothballed. And the next few times we drove past the Boneyard, we saw them sitting there.
It was a really interesting place to take photos. I took a bunch of photos, and then I played with them with the Photoshop CS3 free trial I had downloaded (and which program I am still lusting after, but at $650, lust is all I will do.) This photo is part of that batch of experimentation.
The Daily Alaska Photo...
The visit from the