Sunday Stills: Emerging in Prescott

#SundayStillsEmerging #Prescott Walk #10 #Jude’s Life in Colour

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Good morning, everyone. Happy Sunday.

I know you hoped to see Terri again in her new house blinged with internet service and all the other new-house bling. Alas, the internet has not EMERGED on time, and you are stuck with me as your hostess for one more week. So please, grab your camera, sift through your photo archives, and play along!!!

When Terri asked me if I’d hang in there for one more Sunday, I agreed knowing that I’d be doing Sunday Stills anyway. As the guest hostess, it just means I have to get my post done a little sooner, LOL.

I can do this!

“There’s nothing more beautiful than watching trees getting dressed up for Spring and Summer”

Charmaine J Forde

Emerging on my Street, Blooming Hills Drive

I walked around our neighborhood with Puppy Girl on Tuesday night. I wanted to give you something fresh that just EMERGED out of my camera. The golden hour of 4:30-5:30 pm felt like about 65 degrees F. with a fairly brisk breeze, I stayed comfortable with a sweatshirt over my long-sleeved shirt. Puppy Girl was fine without her jacket.

I scanned the lawns and landscaping and found very little color EMERGING from the ground except weeds. Trees and bushes were starting to leaf out. So I thought this theme can’t be all about spring flowers emerging out of the soil. I’m not in California any more. This EMERGING dandelion adds some bright color to the grass for Becky B’s #BrightSquare and Cee’s FOTD (Flower of the Day), and it was all I could find!

Obviously Geoffrey, from Tuesday’s Story Chat, “Miniature Planet,” by prize-winning author, Doug Jacquier, doesn’t live on Blooming Hills Drive. (You’ll have to read the story to verify that statement.)

Emerging Theme One: Bright Blossoms

On March 29, I took pictures of Blooming Hills as the blossoms emerged. Leaves delayed, white blossoms proliferated, Granted, I played with the photo by adding a couple of filters in Photoshop Elements.

In less than a week leaves started EMERGING. On April 6th leaves appeared between the blossoms. I love the threesome of leaves that are emerging at the top of the left-hand picture. The tiny middle leaf looks almost like a star.

As we strolled down the street that same evening, we noticed that some of the trees didn’t realize that the weather had changed. The trees feared the return of a wintery 30 degrees instead of the lovely 82 degrees it was yesterday.

On closer inspection, the tree above showed signs of life.

As we continued up Blooming Hills Drive, we noticed that not all trees blossomed at an even rate. This single peach tree might have been two different trees, one in full bloom and left side still waiting for warmer weather. The owner told me that the blooms only lasted for two weeks.

About a week ago, Prescott endured 30 mile an hour winds. The gale stripped the tree of about half of the blossoms before the leaves had fully emerged. These two photos are submitted to Jude for her Life in Colour pink challenge.

Emerging Theme Two: New Homes

In this EMERGING real estate market, the dearth of inventory of homes for sale is the bane of realtors. As we drove down the street earlier in the day, my realtor husband, pointed to his left and said, “Emerging, look a house is emerging.”

What is EMERGING from YOUR imagination and files of photos?

EMERGING breaking out, popping up, transpiring, becoming apparent , ore even surviving a difficult situation. EMERGING can refer to markets, technology, butterflies, economies, countries, resources, and much more.

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#Lens-Artist Photo Challenge #136 The Letter “S”

#Prescott Walk #8 Willow Lake Trail

Hi Friends,

Thanks for joining me on another Prescott Walk through the Lens Artist Photo Challenge.

“For this week’s Lens-Artists Photo Challenge #136, we’re circling back to the alphabet.  This time, we’re going to focus on the letter S.  What images can you find that feature a subject that begins with the letter S?”

Willow Lake, Prescott,
Sign

Vince and I wanted a bigger challenge that we walked the first few times we went around Willow Lake. The sign tells you how difficult/scary the trail is and we decided to try something substantially technical.

Willow Lake, Prescott,
Shadow, Spot

All we had to do was to follow the white spots on the rocks. Usually they were very visible even in the shadows. Sometimes there were slippery rocks and my feet aren’t super stable. I was somewhat nervous about climbing a technical trail.

Willow Lake, Prescott,
Slippery Vince says, “You won’t slip on these rock, Marsha.”

Vince, on the other hand, smiled serenely at my fear, spread his arms to assure me that I would be secure on that slippery trail.

Vince was right. I slowly scaled the rocks to his surveillance point at the top. What a spectacular view of the surrounding countryside! Willow Lake is on a substantially busy Prescott street, but you scarcely notice it from the trail. Scrambling up the rocks, you could see it in the distance.

Willow Creek, which feeds Willow Lake had come alive after the snow and snaked its way across the weeds. In 1935 the Civilian Conservation Corps built the Willow Creek Dam as a public works project.

Willow Lake, Prescott,
Shadow, Spots, Stripes, Snapshot

Vince’s shadow blends in with the stripes on the rock as he spots a superior snapshot.

Back on solid ground again, we searched strategically for specific items that might scratch us -like cactus stickers. They looked spectacular as sunlight shone through them.

We spied other spectators on the Willow Lake trail. These strangers let us snap their pictures as they staggered up the slope.

Someone surpassed us on a side path and surveyed it by staking pencils ever few inches until they ran out of pencils. Vince named it the Lápiz Trail.

Other “S” Posts You Might Enjoy

Coming Next Week

  • Sunday Stills
  • Story Chat Summary of “The Trophy Cabinet” It’s not too late to leave your comment.
  • How to Organize Your Photos with yours and Lisa Coleman’s best tips
  • #Writer’s Quotes Wednesdays Writing Challenge
  • More Prescott Walks

For All These Posts to Matter

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Have a great week.

Marathon or Sprint Posting? Tagging My Prescott Walks-Peavine Trail Photos or Not?

#Prescott Walk 7: Peavine Trail

Welcome, friends to Prescott Walk #5 (I think – I have trouble labeling them, so I’ve lost count already!)

Lisa Coleman, the Bird Weekly Lady and I, together with several of you, are working on a post for next week about organizing photos. The topic that came up repeatedly is about tagging. Lisa is working on an easy way to do it.

Since I moved my Always Write site from WordPress.org to this site last March, I’ve been lax about tagging my photos. So this is my tagging marathon march along Peavine Trail, dedicated to Hugh Roberts with a tag, caption, title and description for every picture.

“Remember – blogging is a marathon, not a sprint.”

Hugh Roberts
Peavine Trail, Prescott
Beginning of the Peavine Trail and Prescott Fire Department Training area

The Ingraos have lived in Prescott three months and somehow missed this beautiful trail only 1.5 miles from our home. Built on the Santa Fe, Prescott & Phoenix railway bed, the trail is flat, wide and safe for walkers and bikers, or those who, like Restless Jo, “Talk to the trees.”

The city now owns the property and along the right side of the trail you can see some of the city’s dumping grounds as well as the Police and Fire training area. That doesn’t impair its natural beauty. Cottonwood trees would obliterate anything remotely unattractive in the summer.

Peavine Trail, Prescott
First peek of the south end of Watson Lake from the start of Peavine Trail accessible off Prescott Lakes Parkway and Highway 89 across from the Sewage Treatment Plant on Sundog Ranch Road.

Part of a 126 acre Riparian Preserve, Watson Woods borders Peavine Trail on the left as you head north from the parking lot. For the most part there are Willows, three kinds of Cottonwood trees, and other flexible shrubs in the preserve.

Peavine Trail, Prescott
Close up of ducks in Granite Creek making slurping sounds – very muddy

Several kinds of ducks lounge and dip into the murky water as they forage for food along the banks of Granite Creek, which runs into Watson Lake. I included this picture of ducks for my new friend/expert photo organizing/ host of the Bird Weekly Challenge, Lisa Coleman. Last week’s challenge was “birds you love.” I love any bird that will sit still long enough for me to take their picture. These birds cooperated with no signs of shyness. If you look closely, you might find a smile.

Peavine Trail, Prescott
We walked between the formations on broad railway bed.

As we continued down Peavine Trail, named for its windiness, we imagined what it was like for the workers carving a narrow path between the Granite Rocks for the SF & P & P Railway.

Chartered on May 27, 1891,”the SFP&P’s 195-mile (314 km) line extended the Santa Fe Railway south into Phoenix. The SFP&P extended another 100 miles (160 km) to the east from Phoenix to Florence and Winkelman via the Phoenix and Eastern Railroad (which would become a Southern Pacific Railroad subsidiary in 1907).” Wikipedia

Peavine Trail, Prescott
Looking up at a formidable Granite Dells rock formation.

I asked Vince if he wanted to climb up the Granite Dells formation, and he said, “I don’t have the right shoes.”

Uh huh, and I don’t have the right feet. He might have been trying to protect my pride. Just beyond this barrier, if you could have seen through it, Granite Creek becomes Watson Lake. “Named after named for Senator James Watson, Indiana, who invested in Chino Valley irrigation projects, (this picturesque lake) resulted from the 1916 damming of Granite Creek.” Sign on Peavine Trail.

Peavine Trail Prescott
A lone patch of snow remains in the shadows of the Granite Dells and shade trees.

Since we had a record snowfall according to our neighbors, not the weather channel, friends have asked if we still have snow. The answer is a resounding yes. Here it is in the valley of the shadow of the SF & P & P Railway.

Since this is a marathon, not a sprint, you will see more photos from our two walks over the next few weeks. We logged about 18,000 steps each in our two days of exploration along the Peavine Trail.

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#Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: “Watch Out for Pricks!”

#Prescott Walk #5 Willow Lake

To be absolutely clear, Cee didn’t actually say that. She invited us to post about trees and leaves. Even though I don’t want to touch them, all the prickly needles we find in the desert are actually leaves.

Vince loves tee shirts that say the naughty things in good fun, and this saying came from one of them he didn’t buy. The writers were not joking about finding a lot of prickly things in Arizona. It is desert, after all.

Prescott Walk #3, Willow Lake

Have you ever let your mind drift as you strolled on the bottom of a lake? Willow Lake has seen much higher days, and so this tree has been underwater. Judging from the looks of it now, being thrust underwater wasn’t a particularly pleasant experience. Written for #Three Things Challenge #448

Prescott Walk #3, Willow Lake

“A cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things.”

George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

Unlike Woodlake, where they don’t know whether or not they should prune the roses because it hasn’t been very cold yet, Prescott is not having that problem. Today on our mid-afternoon walk, I wore two jackets and felt quite comfy in spite of the cold wind. The sun was bright, but not warm. The views of the Granite Dells with a frame of tree needles was stunning. Written for #WQWWC #3 – Winter

Prescott Walk #3, Willow Lake

Unlike the Wisconsin Dells, “the Granite Dells is a geological feature north of Prescott, Arizona. The Dells consist of exposed bedrock and large boulders of granite that have eroded into an unusual lumpy, rippled appearance. Watson Lake and Willow Lake are small man-made reservoirs in this formation. [1]

This blackened dormant tree silhouetted against the rock formation shows what looks evidence of former fire damage as that is a major problem in Arizona as it is in California.

Prescott Walk #3, Willow Lake
Cactus,
conifer trees,
Willow deciduous, 
create a Granite Dells canvas,
post freeze.

Cinquain
Marsha Ingrao 2020
Written for Tanka Tuesday #203

Never Niggled to Share Precious New Prescott Memories

#Prescott Walk #4 Downtown

Amy, today’s Lens Artist Challenger asked us to write about our precious memories. Since my memory spans nearly 70 years, and fortunately it’s still working, it would take a lot of sorting to lift out the most precious ones. Instead of taking you on a wild goose chase back through the years, I will share some of the new precious memories that Vince, his sister Cindy, and I are making in Prescott, AZ.

Each day is a new adventure for the three of us adrift in a town of 44,000 with no friends or family to draw us here.

Saturday night barely two weeks before Christmas, Vince and I left home before it got dark. When we reached the corner of Courthouse Square, the fun and beauty popped into view. If I didn’t already live here, I’d want to move.

Prescott Memories – Almost Never Niggle

Niggled to drive downtown
A cold day
To take pictures 
Of Courthouse Christmas lights.

Sunset, orange clouds welcome
Silhouettes of western buildings
Thousands of lights
Climb trunks, celebrate in the branches.

Lighting children’s faces
Reflecting the colors for 
Their parents to share on Facebook
While grandparents write loving comments.

Statues posing backlit by
Blue, red, green, yellow, white
Tree trunks riding side saddle
Angels keeping watch.

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Experimenting with filters, I found this glass filter blurred the lights enough to draw attention to the sky. It looked like it was going to storm, but except for a few raindrops, the sky was colorful but quiet.

“Sunset, orange clouds welcome silhouettes of western buildings.”

This torn edges filter erased the beautiful sky but gave our new memory an old-fashioned look like something out of a fifties magazine.

This young man raced the fire engine, which added excitement to an already thrilled crowd. The filter done in Photoshop was my attempt to give the photo a newspaper look. I’m sure many people shared a similar picture on Facebook tonight.

Some of the trees not only had their trunks lit, but had blink white lights to resemble snow flurries in their leaves.

“Thousands of lights climb trunks celebrate in the branches.”

This statue came under debate in my last Prescott walk. Vince and I thought that the horse stood on the man. My friend Anne Leueen suggested that the horse stood beside the man rather than on him. I’m still not sure.

“Statues posing backlit by blue, red, green, yellow, white.”

Visitors and residents of Prescott gather at the Courthouse. Except for the police presence during the day, it seems more like a city park than a place to try criminals.

This picture also has a magical Photoshop spell cast on it. Maybe you can guess which one. My precious memory fails me on this one. 🙂

“Angels keep watch.”

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