Sunday, February 14, 2010

February 14, and the rest of Valentine's Day


And So, .....we went to March Air Reserve Base, and....it has the March Field Museum...The Boy, Grandma, and Auntie Rachel....with me, Grandpa, at the photog. Did I say SR-71 Blackbird in the back?
Did you, or anybody, know this sweet woman is my wife, Cruz is her name, her FIRST name,....my Valentine?
--Dan L.

Monday, February 01, 2010

The desert, the little boy, and all


This is a rather popular, and now, even famous spot in the entrance to our eastern desert region in S. California., very near to Palm Springs, and on the way to Arizona. I see my daughter, Rachel, with grandpup, Jesse. "Click" on all images to see a bigger view, OK?

About a week or two ago, not far from home, just following a storm or two or three.

The little boy called this "a wedding". He, like many kids, loves dinosaurs. He also remembers my daughter's recent wedding. He arranged all the gang, here, for his version of....a wedding.

At the dinosaur place, Cabazon, California. Google it...and better yet, learn about how the dinosaurs were built...classic "out west" stuff. We have seen this place many times over the years, and it is more and more popular. Even the local Indians have opened a HUGE casino nearby. It used to be....desolate...with just about only the dinosaurs.

Upon arrival at Joshua Tree National Park Visitor Center, located at 29 Palms, Calif. (there are more than one entrance to this large desert park, this one is in 29 Palms), my wife, Cruz, and the boy look at a fine display of how desert creatures live, and even under the eart....the great stuff of a child's imagination, and the real world...with Grandma, no less!


The boy, and his Auntie Michelle (my daughter), walking about the Oasis of Mara, and a great paved place to stroll through the desert landscape. Remember, this is January 31, so it is sorta cool....sorry, you Easterners...we live like this!


The boy and his mom, my daughter, Serena, walking the path.

Old things often found in the desert after a long, long, time.

One way some of us got there, my truck, now out in the park at Indian Cove.

Jesse, and his Mama, Serena, our eldest.


Me, Dan, and the boy. Serena did not really know how to use my "old" weak, digital camera, thus the blurrrrrrr.

.

Rachel, at sunset.

Back home, the "after party".
There was more, but this says enough for now.
--Dan