Even in the buff-colored, high desert of Nevada, neighborhood trees and shrubs are sporting their autumn finery.
“The golden age is before us, not behind us.” William Shakespeare A sidewalk snakes its way through a field near a residential area in Sparks, Nevada.
Like paper lanterns rising to the heavens in the Far East, the radiant balloons twinkled in unison during the Dawn Patrol that was to precede the Great Reno Balloon Races. Only seven balloons – those which were qualified to fly in the dark – participated. The flying conditions at night can be dangerous since atmosphericContinue reading “A Sky Aglow: Up with the Great Reno Balloon Races Dawn Patrol”
I grew up in a part of the United States that’s very different from the high desert of Nevada. As a result, it’s been a joy to get to know the flora and the fauna unique to the rugged American West. From geckos, coyotes, and snakes, to sagebrush, tumbleweed and saffron-colored rabbit brush, I’ve emitted manyContinue reading “The “Laughing” Wild Horse in Nevada”