I went to the Hill AFB air museum a couple of days ago. I was happy to see they have a well preserved North American T-39 there. This was the last aircraft that I flew before I retired. Pretty, don't you think?

The law firm at which my wife works has offices which overlook temple square. I was able to get this shot of a view most people never see. This is actually a composite of three different photos. If you look closely you can see several people standing on the temple grounds and on the far end of the Church Plaza pool on the right hand side of the picture are a bride and groom. (Taken with a Canon SD1100 point and shoot I happened to have in my pocket.)

Flowers on Temple Square

If you're feeling a little down, get out of the house and take a trip to Temple Square. Although there is a lot of construction going on, both on the grounds and around the immediate area, the flowers are resplendant! Go in the morning, around 10:00 a.m. when the light from the east is filtering through the trees and flowers! If your spirit is not lifted, you're dead! (click on photo for a full sized version)

A Broader View

This is just a small corner of the grounds that are lavishly covered with Spring flowers of every kind.

Tulips of many colors

We are nearing the end of the tulip season. I will miss them...until next Spring!

SYMBOLS OF SPRING

After a period of intense (!) self analysis I have come to the conclusion that I get more pleasure out of what I see than most people do. I think I would die if I lost my eyesight.

I am always surprised that so many people are willing to spend a substantial amount of money to explore a new country or some beautiful location but are content to just look and have no interest in capturing it through photography. I think there are people who get their joy primarily from doing, and those who get theirs primarily from seeing. For example, some people, on seeing a beautiful sea shore, want to go surfing...I want to take pictures of it! Now of course most of us are not completely one way or the other, but I think we tip in one direction.

As I get older, I am becoming increasingly intolerant of winter. I am a color person, and winter is black and white. Here are a few photos that symbolize what is so wonderful about Spring.