My favorite model relaxing in the sun at the Scottsdale Museum of Contemporary Art.

My wife, Jennifer, posted an Erma Bombeck quotation this morning which points out one of the many reasons this is a great country. “You have to love a nation that celebrates its independence every July 4, not with a parade of guns, tanks, and soldiers who file by the White House in a show of strength and muscle, but with family picnics where kids throw Frisbees, the potato salad gets iffy, and the flies die from happiness.” This is how we began our Independence Day celebration.
We honored the flag…

While our chefs finished cooking breakfast…

Which we all enjoyed, from grandchildren…

To grandparents.

We honored our veterans from the greatest generation…

And were moved by a letter written by a young soldier in Afghanistan and read by his dad.

We gathered as husbands…

and wives….

as scout leaders…

and neighbors…

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as mothers who love their sons…

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and dads who love their daughters…

and as children, playful…

observant…

pensive…
joyful…

and patriotic.

And then, with parents gathered in eager anticipation…

We had a parade.

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It’s a tumultuous world and we live in trying times. But some things remain constant. I’m grateful for family and friends, and for a great, blessed country that, despite her occasional stumbles, has a generous and courageous heart.
A while ago I had an idea about a water image I wanted to make, but either the weather hasn’t cooperated or I have been too busy to set it up. Recently, however, I got a call from a friend who needed a couple of swimsuit shots for the agency that represents her. After we got the shots she needed, she agreed to indulge me for a few minutes. Here are a couple of the resulting images:

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A few days ago, I jumped in the car and headed east into the Superstition Mountains for a quick photo safari. It never ceases to amaze me that within a 20 or 30 minute drive from home I can be in wilderness. Because I was out at the end of the day on a weekday, nobody else was around. So I was often able to stop in the middle of the road, sometimes for several minutes, to get a shot. I saw a ton of wildlife – quail, a snake crossing the road, a group of turkey vultures clustered on the asphalt, desert hares, lizards and a bunch of birds whose names I don’t know. The views both to the east and the west were spectacular. It was a well-spent couple of hours – complete catharsis. Here are a couple of images:
Superstition Mountains Haze

Tortilla Flat

A New Friend
