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The romantic honeymoon getaway of 1962. A time when you could drive a vehicle the size of a small apartment down a dirt road, trailing non-biodegradable streamers, with nothing in your pocket but hope and a booklet of Bank of America Travelers Cheques. Before ATMs and universal credit cards ruined the thrill of manually countersigning a piece of paper to buy a sandwich in a foreign country, this was the absolute pinnacle of financial security. Nothing says "I love you" quite like ensuring your funds are refundable if lost or stolen while your car gets 8 miles to the gallon.

“Latourell Falls # 2”

A blast from the past.

©2000 Gary L. Quay

Latourell Falls had been a favorite subject of mine before I discovered the eastern gorge. I may have to revisit it this year, and see what I can do all these years later.

Camera: Hasselblad 500CM

Lens: 80mm Zeiss Planar

Film: Kodak E100VS

Mardi Gras time. Time to party. Time to dance. Time to see old friends. Time for carnival. Time for Mardi Gras. Actually, all of that started on January 6th, the Twelfth Night. The night when the wise men brought Mardi Gras to New Orleans. Or, something like that. I may have mentioned it in passing, but I didn’t show this unpublished picture. I don’t remember where this one came from, but I…

I hope that someday when I am gone, someone, somewhere, picks my soul up off of these pages and thinks, “I would have loved her”.

So please allow me to shove this picture I took down your throats

This is Hyles Lineata, aka the White-lined Sphinx, and one of the moths commonly called Hummingbird Moths!

Please enjoy how hard those wings work, because they work for you, to keep Bigfoot blurry and to cause hurricanes and tsunamis.