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Nancy (Peaches) Harker |
HI buddy Love the colors and histaory as always
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countryimpressions.net - Tammy M. Anderson Contact Tammy M. Anderson Tammy M. Anderson's Gallery |
Hi Jim, Beautiful fall colors and composition.
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robinsonphotoart.com - Jeff Robinson Contact Jeff Robinson Jeff Robinson's Gallery |
Fantastic comp. capture and info Jim! Jeff
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Amy M. Wilson |
Wonderful comp and fall colors, Jim!
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Ron McEwan |
Outstanding Jim. Love the fall color here, well composed image
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valfeldmanphotos.com - Val Feldman Contact Val Feldman Val Feldman's Gallery |
You got there!!!! Oh, pink granite! A beautiful shot, Jim, complete with autumn decked-out trees...Interesting info, as always...Can we look forward to more of Enchanted Rock in the days to come, hopefully?? Well captured, Tex!
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Michelle Alton |
Well, you must know Valarie, "Tex" is Jim's tarantula pet!!! (or his alter ego?) Jim, this is gorgeous and fascinating, as only your eye can see, capture, and describe. How is Tex doing, anyway?
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- Jim Baines Contact Jim Baines Jim Baines's Gallery |
Well, "Tex" is a "Texas thang" and it is my belief that any man from Texas is proud to be called "Tex". Even "Texas Brown" tarantulas, to be sure, love to be called "Tex". I mean, it just goes with the turf! Texas females are "Texanna" ... "Texas Dudette" or "Cowgurl" ... Funny you should ask. Tex never spun his "sperm web" and I don't know why. Perhaps he was preoccupied with traveling. Perhaps he sniffed something in the air ... but lately all he has wanted to do is keep himself exposed and pace the floor. He allowed the crickets to take over his "crib" while he sometimes perched helplessly on the roof. Anyway, after watching him do this for days I finally strapped a miniature Camelbak to his carapace and attached a very small bag of crickets to help him through his journey. Gently placed him in a large olive jar and escorted him to his origin, Belton Lake Outdoor Recreation Area Paint Ball Field, and released him at the same 55 gallon drum where I found him last June. At first he was a little confused and tryed to scramble out the bottom of the jar ... then realizing his mistake he slowly turned 180 degrees and made a slow exit. As he entered a shady spot for relief from the noon sun on those 8 eyes, he looked up ... smiled at me ... and winked with 4 of them. I reached down, patted him on the bare rump, gently stroked the tibial hook on his right front leg, and said, "Go get 'em, Tex!", and bid him a bon voyage. We both turned our backs and walked away. He is back where he belongs after giving me a real education.
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- Jim Baines Contact Jim Baines Jim Baines's Gallery |
P.S. The olives were not in the jar.
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Michelle Alton |
The story has such a poignant, bitter-sweet ending. Talk about SPINNING, you have just spun a brilliant tale (thank GOODness, not a sperm web) and I'm sure we area all picturing this scene as a tear-jerking animation. Sure wish I knew someone who could draw cartoons--it would win a Pullitzer! Quite a Gem, Jim! I'd buy the movie!
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valfeldmanphotos.com - Val Feldman Contact Val Feldman Val Feldman's Gallery |
What a story...I laughed, I cried...particularly when you both turned away from one another and "rode into the sunset", each pursuing your own individual dreams at the sacrifice of the strong bond undeniably forged thru these many months shared together. Brought a tear to my eye, Jim...I know you'll miss his (many) twinkling eyes and he'll miss his easy meals of hand-caught and carefully chosen cricket but in the end, you knew his yearning to be free overrode your own desires...Truly a Kleenex Moment...Happy Trails to you, Tex, wherever you roam and thanks for all the BP photo memories...
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