I hate Las Vegas in the summer.
Actually most of the time. A couple of weeks ago I needed to be in Hell…I mean Las Vegas. They don’t call it Sin City for the fun of it. It really is. Sin. At 100 plus degrees. A desert turned to an over-lit, over-done, over-big, and over wasted space. We are going to build stores there. Nobody asked what I think. My most recent visit required a stop at the Clark County complex. The county Taj Mahal. Over built. Across the street is a building that is way over the top. An architects dream spend. A typical Las Vegas “mine is better than yours building”….Turns out to be a medical clinic. Surprised?
This week I have been in Cheney, Washington. Stark contrast to Las Vegas. Normal people. Natural surroundings. Vast acreage of agriculture. Small town. Big stress reliever. Tonight I drove out to Spangle, Washington. Dinner at Spangle Saloon. I went for the scenery and had a great pulled barbecue sandwich. The 30 minute drive was beautiful……
Cheney-Spangle Road. One of the most beautiful drives ever. Quiet. Wheat as far as I could see. Some green. Some gold. And some harvested. To add a little interest to the beautiful scenery a road side mail box caught my attention. No homes/farm houses in any direction. Probably not walking out to get the mail here. How many miles a year does the mail person put on a vehicle here?
After dinner I rushed back to an Osprey nest just west of Cheney. Love them Osprey. The problem is there is no place to approach the nest. Open wheat field. After a little nervous chattering from the nest I settled in and sat still. About an hour. Mom and Dad saw me and only approached. Never delivered dinner…..
I sat until sundown. Turned the 200-400 lens 90 degrees from the Osprey nest and shot the last light of day. I love the Cheney area. As opposed to Las Vegas…..