photograph taken at the trail head, pinnacle peak park, scottsdale arizona, february 2011
i wouldn’t call this a stunning photo, and
i’m not sure what it is, but, there is something about this shot that i really like.
maybe it’s just that the image reminds me of how it felt to be there.
the park and trails are close to houses at the trail head.
when the park opens for the day there are people that live in the area that come to take
a hike on the trail that goes up the peak.
it was late morning and the wind was there, and cool. the thing about it though, is that the
houses are all low to the ground, and the sky so big and visible that it and the desert and hills
are the main event.
and the wind, it is the life, the movement, the dry swirling lifting drifts of movement,
that slows and then lifts and then swirls around your head and disappears…just to come
back and do it again.
it’s amazing, the feel of this place. like there is something alive in the air. however, i don’t
think i would want to be there in the summer. temps. above 100º fahrenheit, no thanks.