Sometimes life’s visual is extra interesting if you change it to something unrecognizable from reality. Movement converted into light gives this movie its mesmerizing neon effect. (For a better experience watch full screen and in HD.)
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I must be having summertime blues because for the past week or so I’ve felt out-of-sorts with myself and the rest of the world. It might be the pending heat and her inability to make outdoor activities possible for the next three months that’s got me wallowing in this “lost at sea” mood.
Do you ever feel you are the on the outside looking in? I’ve always felt that way, but it’s never been about wishing I was living another person’s life, it’s more about never feeling like I truly fit in with the life I have. That hardly even makes sense to me, but somehow my brain has worked it out and I’ve managed to feel mostly content and happy in spite of it.
Moods are like water, splashing all over the place on windy days and still as glass on calm days, so I will continue to drift through the hot blazing sea of summer and patiently look forward to docking my little battered boat somewhere in October. In the meantime I will keep my life vest within reach and wear plenty of sunscreen.
When we think of Las Vegas, we first think of gambling, booze and showgirls, but there was life before sin in the Mojave Desert and the Nevada State Museum takes you on a historical journey to prove it.
Vintage showgirl costume.
Mammoths roamed the west long before it dried into a desert.
Native Americans lived peacefully on this land for centuries.
An early version of the Travel Trailer.
Can you imagine how careful a writer had to be back in the days before auto-correct?
A century old camera.
This headline HAWAII IS BOMBED BY JAP AIRPLANES changed the world forever.
An atom bomb explosion in the Nevada desert.
Spectators were given a handbook as they watched and cheered the atomic bomb tests being conducted just 65 miles northwest of Las Vegas.
“The future can change into anything, so enjoy the here and now with everything you’ve got and do your part to make tomorrow a better and brighter day for us all.” -Steven Goth-
Middle-aged friends having an adventure on a playground slide is not what I envisioned my relationship with Gloria would be thirty-one years later, but here we are! Enjoy…
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Las Vegas neighborhoods are an enigma. Home price, building size, design and acreage can be dramatically different from one house to another yet they all seem to blend harmoniously within the boundaries of the same geographical area. Not to say there isn’t an odd duck floating around though.
If you can find a neighborhood without palm trees in Las Vegas you are not in Las Vegas.
Not the most decorative initials I have ever seen. Gloria said, “Old Fucking Loser” when she first read the letters. I said, “Open For Love” because I am the romantic one in this friendship.
This mysterious bell-tower garage/workshop is part of a single family residence. I’d like to believe there is historical value to this building, but chances are the owner just wanted a bell tower without a bell. This is Vegas after all…
Unflattering stone arches and landscape plastic along the curb give this two-story a “wish I was something I’m not” feel.
It’s hard to determine the style influence of this home. A mix of Tuscan and Mission with a sprinkle of Southwestern? On the plus side they have a huge workshop building in the back of the property and a collection of motorhomes and boats.
Dust warning on this vacant lot otherwise known as a natural desert. Who would have thought dirt is dusty? Thanks for keeping us informed Las Vegas.
Tudor style estate with a spider and bug habitat growing on its exterior walls.
Street sweepers are a common sight in every neighborhood. Las Vegas does a fantastic job of keeping the roads clear of litter and for that I feel better about seeing people toss trash out of their car windows.
Single story ranch style in a small cul-de-sac and somebody’s first car they will never fully restore.
And of course no neighborhood would be complete without a graffiti signature sprayed across the neighbor’s wall. Somebody has to mark the territory!If you’d like to take a tour of this neighborhood on Google maps click HERE and it will drop you down in front of the bell-tower house. Use your mouse to navigate from there. Have fun and don’t forget to share your thoughts about this neighborhood in the comment section below.
Walked through a neighborhood with Gloria yesterday in search of something fabulous, instead we found a few design citations that left us scratching our heads in confusion. They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder….
Big sky and big mountains are a visual mainstay if you live in the suburbs of Las Vegas. This home has potential, but the lack of landscaping and its pealing exterior paint leave it feeling flat and uncared for. The wooden posts are a nice touch though.
Enormous and slightly nerve-wracking to imagine this tree on a windy day.
Can’t sugarcoat it, I thought the stone facing on this house was horrible. It reminds me of a rare skin disease or a box of broken Legos.
Keeping with the crazy patterns, this front yard of stone tiles and artificial grass is easy on maintenance, but hard on the eyes. I give the design five stars for concept and one star for style.It’s not that I enjoy criticizing another person’s home, but sometimes their design choices are truly WTF? moments. The patio stones attached to the side of this house make no sense what-so-ever! Every neighborhood has a guard dog and after a few warning barks this handsome guy decided we were not a threat and happily followed us to the end of his property line.These manicured trees look like mushrooms or gumdrops on a toothpick. Either way, the design worked with the style of the house and we liked the concept.Cowboy country! We spotted plenty of horses but somehow missed the shirtless cowboys we assumed would be running wild on the ranch. We’ll come back during rodeo season. The light-colored horse was friendly and kept kicking its front hoof on the ground to get our attention. The darker horse wasn’t happy about the attention and eventually bit the other one on the rump.Best friends forever or cell mates, depending on your perspective.Because this is a desert, the city is required or paid to keep unpaved roads from becoming a dust hazard by running water trucks over them. It seems like a waste of water to me, especially considering the road cuts through an open desert anyway.Is it just me or does this bull have a really friendly face? It seemed to enjoy getting its picture taken and at one point I even thought it was flirting. I could be wrong…..There are creepy gargoyles all around the perimeter of this property. Not sure if they had anything to do with it, but we spotted several dead birds lying on the ground next to the fence. Just sayin’.I swear one of these things turned its head when we weren’t looking!As with most neighborhoods in Las Vegas there is always a park nearby. This is Mountain Crest Park and a popular disc golf course.Thanks so much for coming along with us on our adventure and please feel free to add your critique of the homes in the comment section below. I’d love to know your style opinion.
Gloria and I took full advantage of yesterday’s 70° temperature with a trek around Lone Mountain. The hike is rocky and rough, yet at only 2.5 miles from start to finish, this trail gives the illusion of being a rural adventure without the worry of carrying a lot of gear.
Don’t be fooled by these dirt roads because they’re much steeper than they seem in the photograph. Or so the story goes from the perspective of two people who haven’t been hiking in months!
Of course with a neighborhood and a freeway only minutes away from the trail we never really got the sense of being alone with nature, but the purpose of our walk wasn’t about solitude and nature as much as it was about exercise and friendship.
Las Vegas looms in the distance as we circled the mountain on our final decent back into the city. We spent about an hour and half on this adventure, just enough time to feel invigorated instead of exhausted.
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Dusty shoes as a reminder that we accomplished what we set out to do. Sometimes life is best served with a fresh dose of friendship and an adventure. Happy trails everybody!