Dogs of Iquitos, Peru, July, 2008

In the colorful city of Iquitos, Peru, there are many lazy dogs laying and lounging about in the
doorways and corners of the streets.

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Also on Flickr: Dogs of Iquitos.
Photographs are perhaps the most mysterious of all the objects that make up, and thicken, the environment we recognize as modern. Photographs really are experience captured, and the camera is the ideal arm of consciousness in its acquisitive mood. — Susan Sontag
Dogs of Iquitos, Peru, July, 2008

In the colorful city of Iquitos, Peru, there are many lazy dogs laying and lounging about in the
doorways and corners of the streets.

See more: Dogs of Iquitos, Peru.
Also on Flickr: Dogs of Iquitos.
I visited the Robert Frost Farm in Derry, NH, last June after I read that the tree said to have inspired some of his poems was to be cut down because it “posed a safety hazard.” A branch had already fallen from the tree.
According to the Boston Globe, “Wood from the tree was distributed to artisans, who have plans to craft it into walking sticks, bowls, furniture and other items.” A new tree is to be planted in the spring.

The view from the edge of the woods behind the house.
See more photographs, including the tree: Robert Frost Farm.
On Saturday, October 27, at least 100,000 people from all walks of life and in every part of the country participated in 11 regional demonstrations against the war in Iraq. Scores of other protests took place across the country.
October 27 : Fall Out Against The War
United for Peace and Justice
More photographs: Boston, October 27, 2007
I was not “supposed” to take this photograph. This is down in the Washington, DC, Metro (“The Great Society Subway”). The ceillings there are quite artistic looking. The “vaults” of the Metro were designed by Chicago architect Harry Weese. The design you see are the “coffers” used to simplify concrete construction.
But around and within the Metro there are many signs prohibiting the taking of photographs. Yet as I stood there in a vault “they” were taking taking photographs of me.
Again, the view of the Guard at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier — mostly of the Changing of the Guard — growing up was narrow, usually of a guard’s solemn face with his gun held before him.
However, the view one has as one walks up the path and to the barricade before where the guards pace… You see the guard’s humanity.
The day I was there I first saw the guard facing away.
I find that most views of Arlington National Cemetery — that is, most photographs are trying to “view” the place only to portray it in a narrow way — do not really show what the place is like.
When I walked there I found the place much different than the view of it I grew up with.
I have tried to portray it as it is — a cemetery.

This is my “The Environment” post/photograph for Blog Action Day.
The image is of a flattened plastic cup in the street. It is a really interesting shape, which is what caught my eye.
I know that this is not a blog about the “environment,” but many of my photographs are of the environment (see this post, and this post; and I started photographing mushrooms with my first digital camera).
Most of the greatest photographers ever spent much of their lives out of doors photographing the–our–environment.