Yep, that is his name. Today was the start of league play for my son for basketball. As he came out of the tunnel, each kid's name was announced. And he was, to our surprise, called out as Derek "The Destroyer" Zelazoski. Even more surprisingly, our last name was pronounced properly. Unfortunately, league play started with a loss, but it was a good game (the other team had a ringer or two), and Derek played well and had fun. The best part is we like the team, we like the coach, and we like the league. Not often you can say that in the childrens sports environment these days. Its going to be a good season. A few shots of "The Destroyer" in action.
Friday, January 23, 2015
As many of you know, I made my way to Arizona in September to visit a friend and goof around with my camera in a different environment. Little did I know it was to be a pilgrimage as well. One of the areas we explored was Sedona. And, as well as being a beautiful place with all its red rock, it evidently can lead to a religious experience. We found this cool historic church built into the existing landscape. It is the Church of the Holy Cross. Built in 1956. It was a pretty neat place overlooking Sedona and its terrain.
Tuesday, December 23, 2014
I often use song titles to title my posts. Of course, I try to make it something people know and then I make sure it fits the picture being posted. I veered a little tonight. The title of the post is from a song by Rush that was on one of their albums in the mid 80's. I know some of my readers picked up on it and even more are saying to themselves, "Oh yeah, I remember that." But many others are saying, "Never heard of it." Oh well. Now you have. But this song title popped into my head as we drove into Sedona, Arizona with all the red rock and monuments in the area. I was amazed at the landscape of the area. Its one of those things whereas, the Grand Canyon? Yeah, you expect to see an unbelievable spectacle. It was great, but expected. Driving into Sedona? I had no idea such a place existed. This is a shot of one of the most majestic scenes as we drove through the town.
Friday, December 12, 2014
Riddle for the day- see the title of this post. Aw come on. This is the oldest riddle in the book. I'm not sure what the real answer is either. But here it is a black crow sitting in a snowy field in front of a big red barn. Talk about your contrasting colors.
Friday, December 5, 2014
Being the lucky guy that I am, my son indulges me in my favorite pasttime........sometimes. Coming back from our holiday up nort', I asked if he minded if we hit some backroads on the way back to Illinois to see if I could find any shots to take with my camera. And he obliged. We were about to finish and get back on the main road when I hear that whistle blowing and saw it rollin' round the bend. A train. And not a passenger train, but a freight train. Always fun to find a freight train en route. Great sound. Great visual. And when on a backroad in northern Wisconsin, you can pretty much stand in the middle of the tracks until your own fear makes your feet move. That's what I did, but as much as my own fear played a part, I felt I better move before I really freaked out the conductor. Here is a shot that I got. The only part that's disappointing is the conductor/engineer, who you can barely see in the cab in the right hand corner, was wearing a basic t-shirt instead of the classic idea of "conductor wear" of a billed train engineer cap and suspenders. Oh well.
Sunday, November 30, 2014
Traveling some of the backroads of Northern Wisconsin, it never ceases to amaze me some of the structures you find. A turn down a gravel road and a few more zig zags brought me to this dwelling. While obviously not lived in at the time, if ever, the area around it was nicely kept up with a little bridge going over a ditch and the remains of what was a little swingset. The bridge was fairly new, nothing else was. There wasn't another structure within 2 miles of the property. Fixed up and the addition of a hot tub and a satellite dish would make it a nice little mancave for Sunday afternoons.
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Out West, at almost any time of the day, I noticed, you could look around you, and in some direction or another you would find an incredible cloud bank. This would happen several times a day and it would kind of just creep up on you. Here is a shot of just one of the many cloud banks we saw. Even more impressive when you have a mountain or something in front of you and you come around a corner and see a mammoth spectacle like this one. But, what bothered me here, is I always had the feeling someone, or something, was flipping me off. I don't what I did, but I got over it.