Giant Chicken Army: Bird House – Page, Arizona
This big ole bird is the quintessential giant chicken army vet. Look at him in his perfect white livery with red comb and yellow kickers. You and I both know if he felt like...
Full tank. Wandering heart.
This big ole bird is the quintessential giant chicken army vet. Look at him in his perfect white livery with red comb and yellow kickers. You and I both know if he felt like...
Like everyone else who’s been there, I have a mountain of photos which I’d snapped during my visit to the Grand Canyon. The struggle with sharing those pictures is that the canyon is so...
It would be understandable if you had some level of decision fatigue when you travel on Route 66. In some towns like Seligman, Arizona you might feel like you can’t go inside every single...
It’s funny how things worm their way into your consciousness and set up camp. Sights along Route 66 fall do this for me. The romantic sway that the Route holds over me has mysterious...
This morning, while I was out in the yard with my dog, I heard the rawk-rawk of a raven. Here on Long Island, sighting a raven isn’t an everyday occurrence. When they do cross...
Arizona is home to a handful of muffler men. This one, called Big John, is found in the town of Prescott. When I visited him in the fall of ’23 he was in really...
Carved out of ponderosa pine, the 40′ tall Whispering Giant stands in Winslow, Arizona. When I visited him in October 2023, I was the only person around the park. Just a few blocks away,...
There were many times when road tripping through the southwest that I tried to find the balance between knowing too much and knowing too little about a place I’d be passing through. On one...
If you grew up in the 70’s and 80’s you are probably part of the last generation to remember first hand what it was like to commonly see chasing bulb signs, rotating Kentucky Fried...
While riding in Arizona, there were several times in which I had to stop myself from looking too closely on Google Maps street view at any area I would be passing through. There is...
Sometimes when I scroll through my camera roll, it surprises me how many interesting things I’ve seen over the years. Though I no longer really participate in social media, there was a time when...
Zipping along on I-40 East, I saw the white geodesic ball of Area 66 come into view. “What the…?” escaped my lips as it drew closer. There was nothing that would have stopped me...
For the past week, I’ve spent a fair amount of time scrolling, scrolling, and re-scrolling through the camera roll on my phone. Thousands of photos live there serving as memory touchstones. Yesterday while I...