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As the Sun Sets

Birds add to the sunset.

Birds add to the sunset.

Disc golfers love when their discs go into the basket.

The light is fading.

The light is fading.

Photographers love when nature complements the sport they’re shooting. Well, at least I do.

Par?

Par?

The addition of a disc flying into a basket? Icing on the proverbial cake!

The Beauty and the Cutie

Aunt Dorothy is surrounded by Mike, Carol, and the Mister.

Aunt Dorothy is surrounded by Mike, Carol, and the Mister.

Last Saturday the Mister and I drove to Huntsville for two reasons. First, we joined his brother, sister, and sister-in-law and visited with a true beauty, the Mister’s aunt, who was celebrating her 94th birthday in a facility there.

Practice makes better!

Practice makes better!

And then we moved on to this cutie! We picked up my younger son at Sam Houston Village and drove the short distance to Eastham-Thomason Park so that he and the Mister could throw some discs.

Teeing off into the gloaming.

Teeing off into the gloaming.

It was fun spending time with the Mister’s family. And, of course, we can never get enough of our beloved baby boy (or his equally beloved big bro). What a wonderful afternoon and evening we enjoyed!

Simply gorgeous!

Simply gorgeous!

The fiery sunset? Icing on the proverbial cake!

One-Word Wednesday

The sun sets behind the trees last Monday evening.

Sunset begins last Monday evening.

Sky!

The odd cloud formations intrigued me.

The odd cloud patterns intrigued me; this was snapped an hour later.

Purple and pink rock the clouds.

Purple and pink rock the clouds within a mere 10 minutes.

Natural Beauty

Love the purple!

Love the purple!

During my younger son and Jim’s doubles round last Friday in Cypress, I was a bit distracted by nature.

That happens to me a lot when I’m toting my Nikon D700 and beloved Nikon 105mm macro lens.

Rainbows make me smile.

This made me smile.

Hard to blame me, though, when a rainbow suddenly appears in the sky.

Golden!

Golden!

Which soon was followed by a spectacular sunset. Nature did its best to make me forget that I was there to shoot disc golf.

And I was glad it did!

One-Word Wednesday

There was a gorgeous sunset last night after our weekly Southwest Handicap Mini at Tom Bass Park.

The sunset was gorgeous last night at Tom Bass Park.

Nature!

Blue moon!

Blue moon!

Disc Golf and Little G

My younger son keeps his eyes on the prize.

My younger son keeps his eyes on the putting prize.

Our annual Southwest Handicap Mini disc golf series began once again Tuesday evening under wonderful mild conditions.

Our fearless leader, Eric

Our fearless leader, Eric

Almost 30 players descended on Community Park in Missouri City to throw plastic at metal baskets.

Marcus’ putt sails towards the basket.

Marcus’ putt begins its journey.

It was nice seeing familiar faces after the several-month layoff. All seemed right with the world once again.

The kid is joined by Glen IV and Glen V.

The kid is joined by Glen IV and Glen V.

But the highlight for me? A little Glen appearance!

Glive now is two years old!

Glive now is two years old!

Can I ever get enough of this cute toddler? No way! His little smile captures my heart.

The golden sunset

Golden gloaming

Just like a gorgeous, glowing sunset!

Mother Nature’s Palette

This disc golf basket has a beautiful backdrop.

There’s really only one word that describes this gorgeous sunset that I captured last week at Imperial Park.

A plane flies through those awesome hues.

Wow!

Random Snippets and Apertures

My younger son warms up before a practice round at Tom Bass Park. (Nikon S6200)

Random photos . . . random thoughts.

I’m missing the kid this week. He’s in Charlotte, North Carolina, competing in the Amateur Disc Golf World Championships. The Mister, who I’m sure hasn’t dared to wear his embarrassing paint-stained Land’s End Super-T (with pocket) again, is in charge of driving our younger son to the courses, massaging his sore right shoulder, and boosting his ego.

It’s a dirty job . . . wish I was there helping out.

Perhaps preparing for the Olympics? (iPhone 4S)

I watched this kayaker smoothly navigating the lake in our neighboring master-planned community during a recent wog. Made my chronically sore shoulders hurt just snapping the pic.

Palms all in a row. (Nikon S6200)

I was intrigued by this line of palm trees in the median outside our local mall. Kind of looks like one tree with lots and lots of fronds.

Nature at its best. (Nikon S6200)

I think Texas corners the market on beautiful sunsets.

The cup runs alone. (Nikon S6200)

I felt sorry for this poor, pitiful, lonely, sloooooow cup. I took this photo at the Sugar Land Skeeters’ baseball game during a between-inning “race” pitting a pepper, a taco, and this sad-sack cup (gotta love minor league games with their corny activities). The cup took a loooooong time before finally reaching the third-base dugout (from the warning track).

Could Usain Bolt win dressed as the cup?

It made me wonder whether even Usain Bolt, Jamaica’s world-record sprinter, could run speedily enough in the cup costume to finally beat the dastardly pepper and taco.

Probably only Bolt could make the cup truly fast food!

One-Word Wednesday

The sky looked gorgeous last Friday on the road to Austin.

Sunset!

One-Word Wednesday

The sun starts to set last night behind a disc golf basket.

Sunset!