Jacob, I bet you are thinking of Big Surf in Tempe. Yes, it's still in business. The Hyatt Regency in Scottsdale also has a pool with a sandy beach; no waves though.
Beautiful image! Could be called a springy sky, but your way sounds better. :) (Enjoyed your recollections of the old streetcar lines on CDP yesterday. Some of Los Angeles's finer moments, to be sure.)
Lovely picture! I can hear the wind whisper...-:) Minnesota must be a very beautiful place. Perhaps that's why so many Swedes emigrated to Minnesota, and brought the building style etc with them from the 'old' land.....
I hope you're enjoying your Saturday evening. Best wishes
I can feel the breeze rustling through that grass. Yes I too remember 1968 Chicago - I was in Windsor (across the river from Detroit) watching TV during the convention and remember being so apprehensive!
"Photographers deal in things which are continually vanishing and when they have vanished there is no contrivance on earth which can make them come back again." — Henri Cartier-Bresson
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Ah, it's whispering an invitation to us. Lovely.
This is a different shot for you...with just a hint of something man-made. Beauty!
I love it when the sky is full of white puffy clouds.
Love that blue sky!
Jacob, I bet you are thinking of Big Surf in Tempe. Yes, it's still in business. The Hyatt Regency in Scottsdale also has a pool with a sandy beach; no waves though.
A soft breeze, eh?!
Beautiful! Love the Pampas Grass.
I can feel the breeze down here in Sarasota. Lovely.
Beautiful image! Could be called a springy sky, but your way sounds better. :)
(Enjoyed your recollections of the old streetcar lines on CDP yesterday. Some of Los Angeles's finer moments, to be sure.)
I had the same reaction as Birdman, Jacob. This shot does not bear your signature.
Lovely picture! I can hear the wind whisper...-:)
Minnesota must be a very beautiful place. Perhaps that's why so many Swedes emigrated to Minnesota, and brought the building style etc with them from the 'old' land.....
I hope you're enjoying your Saturday evening.
Best wishes
The grass is so graceful, reminding me of feathers.
It's been a week now with our smokey skies from Arizona and I miss the blue. Beautiful photo Jacob!
I can feel the breeze rustling through that grass.
Yes I too remember 1968 Chicago - I was in Windsor (across the river from Detroit) watching TV during the convention and remember being so apprehensive!
Purrrrrfect! Tall grass, a tree, blue sky and white clouds. Ahh.
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