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World Photo Day

My blogging friend, Alana of Rambling with AM, clued me in to the fact that today is World Photo Day. It's a project that encourages photography enthusiasts around the world to upload their photos to the site, showing the images of their world. What a wonderful idea!

 This is an event that began in 2010 and, since then, thousands of photographers from around the world have uploaded thousands of images that show perspectives of their world. Anyone who wants to participate has to first create an account and then will be able to upload their photographs.

 Anyway, considering that it is World Photo Day started me thinking about my photographs and possibly sharing some of them with you. I usually show you pictures of my garden or of birds that I've seen, but here are just a few from one of my favorite trips that we took a couple of years ago to Big Bend National Park in West Texas.

 The park features a stark and rugged but beautiful landscape with mountains, desert, and views into Mexico across the Rio Grande River. I took hundreds of photos. Here are just five.
A vista featuring desert and mountains with some of the desert-loving plants in the foreground. 

This "window" in the mountains shows the view into Mexico on the other side.

This formation is called "donkey ears."

Santa Elena canyon with the Rio Grande flowing through it.

Then, of course, there is this handsome hunk, not a native to this landscape, but doesn't he look right at home?

 
We had a wonderful trip to Big Bend and West Texas. The only bad thing about it was that it was too short.
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  1. JayneAugust 19, 2016 at 2:41 PM

    I just on Facebook that it was World Photo day. I had no idea. Love your photos -- Big Bend is somewhere I have never been. It looks awesome. And the handsome hunk doesn't look too bad either ;-)

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    1. Dorothy BordersAugust 19, 2016 at 3:05 PM

      If you get the chance to go there, by all means take it! It is a fascinating place. I'll pass along your compliment to the hunk.

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  2. rusty duckAugust 19, 2016 at 6:31 PM

    It looks a beautiful part of the world. I wish I could see it.

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    1. Dorothy BordersAugust 19, 2016 at 6:51 PM

      As I often wish that I could see many of the beautiful places you show us on your blog.

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  3. GlennaAugust 20, 2016 at 9:23 AM

    I love this part of the world. Thank you for sharing! The photos are beautiful.

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    1. Dorothy BordersAugust 20, 2016 at 10:06 AM

      So do I. Some of our best trips over the years have been to sites in West Texas or in New Mexico. Just wonderful, soulful places.

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  4. CarmenAugust 20, 2016 at 12:57 PM

    Excellent pics, Dorothy! I always wondered what Big Bend looked like since you mention it often in the blog, and I just got a few glimpses. Thanks for sharing.

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    1. Dorothy BordersAugust 20, 2016 at 1:53 PM

      Glad to share. I have about a million of them so you'll probably see me mention it again.

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  5. AnonymousAugust 20, 2016 at 3:26 PM

    Thank you for this treat

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  6. Judy KruegerAugust 20, 2016 at 4:25 PM

    I think we saw at least some sites like this on our drive to and from Houston a few years ago. I will have to look it up.
    We just discovered a rather huge bees nest in one of our live oak trees, near the house. Do you happen to know if it is advised to just leave it and welcome the bees or if we need to do something like get it down, and if so, where I could get advice on doing that? As I have said, you are my go to person for all natures of things-:)

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    1. Dorothy BordersAugust 20, 2016 at 5:35 PM

      How long have the bees been there? If it's just a day or so, they may be swarming and looking for a new place to hive and they might move on by themselves. But if you are anxious about them and want them out, you could contact a bee removal service - we have them here, so I'm sure there must be some there also. They can get the bees away without harming them. Good luck!

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