Rio Grande Reflections
The first of a few pieces I call 'photo poems': The photos were taken in Big Bend National Park, near the Rio Grande which is the natural border with Mexico. We were in the middle of the road trip of a lifetime from L.A. to Toronto via New Orleans. On a sidenote, it's very cute to hear a 3 year old say, "Alabama". Here's my wife and son in the Rio Grande. The river flows on both sides of the island to their right and it's not clear whether they're in Mexico or The States. Sam and Amy in the Rio Grande The quiet in "Far West" Texas (the moniker given to that section of West Texas that's I suppose just a bit more "West") was unlike anything I'd experienced before, despite several forays through rural places like Saskatchewan, Montana, and the desolate parts of Nevada. The vastness of the landscape takes you right out of your head, to consider things larger in scope, the history of people on this con...