Neighborhood Watch

Feeling better now so I took a little walk around the neighborhood.

This place is a rustafarian's dream. Lot's of distress and rusty collections and rockwork, that's why I love the place.

We're starting with my street side patio which is called a "portale" in Spanish. My road is actually called a trail named after a famous Indian warrior which I also love.

Reminds me of Alaska, the frontier, the trail part that is.

Can you guess what this is? It only cost me $2 at an antique store.

I'll send you a little something if you guess it right!

Here's the handle

The lot next door just waiting for a photo op.

See,  I like it better when decorations and structure go awry with nature.

It pleases me. That's why I couldn't live in Scottsdale.

We're kind of in a different country down here in Bisbee, the border of the border I guess.

Stucco Art

Creative abodes. That mountain in the background is in Mexico.

I hear that a famous comedian lives here. Dave has it in his mind that a clown lives here so it's the clown house. They have lively parties that we can hear. We haven't met them yet.

They painted the rocks in the yard

The place looks like a fun party even without the folks

My neighbor thinks Italian Cypress are ridiculous worthless trees.

I think they're kind of exotic "graveyard trees" 

And look, they are a birdhouse to many.

This is one of those shots that I prefer the manmade phone lines rather than just nature.

Makes the composition more exciting to me and it looks as if the bird is sitting on the line, which it's not.

I haven't seen this particular strain of cacti before or should I call it fracti?

Just beautiful.

Meet the meters

the back side of the clown house, They party on the roof there.

A different perspective of my studio

Lower part of the blue house on the right.

I've never looked at our house from this vantage point before from the street below us.

Do you see a face? I do.  Shades of Easter Island in the wash on Black Knob

parumpapum pum I spy a drum.

OK it's a tank but that's not quite so poetic or Christmasy.

I could make a reference to Tanksgiving  but that would be too corny.

Now if I could just get into this window... treats inside!

patterns everywhere

Old style concrete garages

You can see the imprint of "Drink Coca Cola" on this concrete wall.

How cool is that!

Desert Birch

'Nother garage 

I thought this looked like a crane in this empty garage

Rusty loveliness

And this was just a couple of streets nearby. 

Thanks for joining me on my walk today.

XOXO Kim