Eve of Easter

 Saturday evening. The night before Easter, 2017. In fact, it's Avrie and my fourth Easter together. The stress of school and the longing to graduate have left us eager to get outside and not think of our responsibilities. We spent our time off back home with friends and family. The night before the big day, I surprised Avrie with some berries and San Pellegrino, and we loaded up the van and headed to the lake.

Saturday evening. The night before Easter, 2017. In fact, it's Avrie and my fourth Easter together. The stress of school and the longing to graduate have left us eager to get outside and not think of our responsibilities. We spent our time off back home with friends and family. The night before the big day, I surprised Avrie with some berries and San Pellegrino, and we loaded up the van and headed to the lake.

 Watching the sun go down.

Watching the sun go down.

 Walked up a dirt road and saw a mini bee farm. Good to see these things around.

Walked up a dirt road and saw a mini bee farm. Good to see these things around.

 As you can see, Avrie likes flowers.

As you can see, Avrie likes flowers.

 Gathering a bouquet.

Gathering a bouquet.

 Cockpit.

Cockpit.

 Snack time.

Snack time.

 Its days like these that make me long for days off, and spending them with people I enjoy being around. Especially people like Avrie. Summers around the corner, and I'm hoping to get back outside and shoot some more photos. I'm psyching. Happy Easter.

Its days like these that make me long for days off, and spending them with people I enjoy being around. Especially people like Avrie. Summers around the corner, and I'm hoping to get back outside and shoot some more photos. I'm psyching. Happy Easter.

Dos Gringos

 Ahh, spring. An abnormally wet winter with plentiful rain in southern California, enough to move us out of the drought, left me even more psyched for the sun to return and the temperature to rise. The storms hitting the American southwest allowed for a crazy desert wildflower superbloom this spring, one of the most colorful blooms in decades. I craved to see these flowers popping up everywhere, something I've never quite witnessed. So I dropped some pins on Google Maps in southeast Arizona, called my friend Beau to see if he would accompany me, and left the next day.

Ahh, spring. An abnormally wet winter with plentiful rain in southern California, enough to move us out of the drought, left me even more psyched for the sun to return and the temperature to rise. The storms hitting the American southwest allowed for a crazy desert wildflower superbloom this spring, one of the most colorful blooms in decades. I craved to see these flowers popping up everywhere, something I've never quite witnessed. So I dropped some pins on Google Maps in southeast Arizona, called my friend Beau to see if he would accompany me, and left the next day.

 Cowboy breakfast. Rise and shine.

Cowboy breakfast. Rise and shine.

 Beau shares in the same love for Western flicks and dirtbagging it for a few days, so that's exactly what we did. I wore the same shorts and underwear for 5 days, and yes, it was warm out.

Beau shares in the same love for Western flicks and dirtbagging it for a few days, so that's exactly what we did. I wore the same shorts and underwear for 5 days, and yes, it was warm out.

 A photogenic saguaro. 

A photogenic saguaro. 

 Late night television.

Late night television.

 Dusk on the Salt River.

Dusk on the Salt River.

 The A/C in my van took a dump a few months back, so I've been cruising with the windows down on warmer days. We drove straight through the Sonora Desert mid-day on the way home, and had to lean forward in our seats shirtless just to remain somewhat cool. The heat prompted us to stop by the Colorado River and take a quick dip.

The A/C in my van took a dump a few months back, so I've been cruising with the windows down on warmer days. We drove straight through the Sonora Desert mid-day on the way home, and had to lean forward in our seats shirtless just to remain somewhat cool. The heat prompted us to stop by the Colorado River and take a quick dip.

 Aside from a dirtbag, Beau is an artist emphasizing in ceramics and pottery. He also makes out to be a pretty decent right-hand man. Check out his work    here   . 

Aside from a dirtbag, Beau is an artist emphasizing in ceramics and pottery. He also makes out to be a pretty decent right-hand man. Check out his work here

 Remnants.

Remnants.

 Da rig.

Da rig.

 Cooking up lunch alongside the Colorado.

Cooking up lunch alongside the Colorado.

 Snapping flicks.

Snapping flicks.

 A memorial site was placed at the base of this giant saguaro.

A memorial site was placed at the base of this giant saguaro.

 Wake up.

Wake up.

 Definitely going to be spending more of my down time wandering around the desert. There's just too much to see, and I want to see it all...

Definitely going to be spending more of my down time wandering around the desert. There's just too much to see, and I want to see it all...

A Wild Notion: One Year Anniversary

 Today marks one year since starting this blog, A Wild Notion. A lot has happened over the year, positive and negative, but I'm looking forward to what lies in my path ahead. I haven't posted as much as planned over the year due to school getting in the way, but I'm hoping that will change. I'm still stoked on creating a space for my thoughts and photos. Thank you for coming along for the ride. I hope you enjoy and continue tagging along...  -Sean

Today marks one year since starting this blog, A Wild Notion. A lot has happened over the year, positive and negative, but I'm looking forward to what lies in my path ahead. I haven't posted as much as planned over the year due to school getting in the way, but I'm hoping that will change. I'm still stoked on creating a space for my thoughts and photos. Thank you for coming along for the ride. I hope you enjoy and continue tagging along...

-Sean