A bruised reed He will not break, and smoking flax He will not quench…
Monochrome Memories: Palo Duro Canyon
Again, from the archives. I took these photos in October 2011, when we made an unexpected stop at Palo Duro Canyon outside of Amarillo, TX. It really was a sweet surprise, both in the excitement me and the boys had climbing over rocks and things, as well as the color of the canyon itself. I will do a follow-up post with some of the color photos.
As you can tell, Andy was going through a posing-by-pointing stage. Not sure why he was doing that, he was just being a little boy.