French Quarter Girl.....

Ok, the word is out "I hate to camp" well outdoors at least. I attribute my dislike to camping to the bugs, bears and the lack of being able to get a nice long (at least 20 minutes) hot shower in the morning.

Bugs are gross and bears will eat you. I don't particularly like gross things the whole worm on a hook for fishing is gross, the act of taking a fish off of a hook is gross and slimy. And bears are pretty and all but from a long distance. When I moved to Colorado from Nebraska three years ago I researched "what to do if you encounter a

bear while running". I did the research but I am pretty sure I would still get eaten because I tend to panic in those situations. I kept my running to neighborhoods and avoided any trail running. And said a little prayer every morning before I went out. I am freak and I know it and I am OK with it. So thanks to my friend Trisha who by the way "is so pretty" has dubbed me the "The French Quarter Girl." I wear the title with honor because how many people in Colorado would actually admit to hating camping? It's like living in Colorado and not like to ski or hike. I like to ski but hiking still freaks me out a little you know because of the bears.

My photographer rules broken

I don't normally photograph people unless I have their permission (my own rules) but this fellow for some reason caught my attention and I was able to capture him a couple of different ways. I don't know anything about him except that he was down on "his" bench the entire time we were in San Antonio. I didn't photograph him until the last night we where there although I had been watching him the previous nights. He made conversation with everyone that came by and seemed to enjoy his bible and his own people watching. I don't know if he had a place to go but he wasn't the typical panhandler one might see I only know this because he asked no one for a handout. He seemed to just enjoy talking with the folks.

The Caverns

Here are a couple of images I took while in still in glorious Texas. These caverns where amazing. I even received a "this is cool" from my teenager. Who, normally if there is not a cute boy involved pretty much remains uninterested.