There were some old-timers there, too, like this '61 Mercury Comet.
Even more ancient, this Oldsmobile, with wooden spokes on the wheels.
But the prize, in my eyes, wasn't parked yet but the owner told me it would be there next weekend. It was a completely restored 1936 Ford convertible.
Sweet!
We have new neighbors in the other half of our duplex. We knew they had a German shepherd dog but it appears they also have a little black cat. He's taken to visiting but he's still nervous about me.
Smoke, of course, (shot through a screen door) still wants everyone to know how regal he is.
I never in a million years would have predicted this: a brand new Christmas album.
By Bob Dylan!
SWMBO and I listened to excerpts from it and I said he sounds like a cross between Arlo Guthrie and Dr. John. SWMBO said she was thinking of Leon Redbone.
About the kindest thing one can say is . . . well, that's Dylan . . . always unpredictable!
The exterior apparently will maintain it's rusty look but it is complemented by shiny steel.
The center of the building is open to a roof above the second floor and with the combination of wood and steel, it reminded me of the downtown library in Seattle, though on a smaller scale. From the second floor balcony, there are great views down to the main floor.
I imagine those cubes will hold even more books once the library is complete.
There's a beautiful lounge in front of windows looking toward the town office building.
The smaller building to one side will house offices and classrooms for Yavapai College and Northern Arizona University. There's an enclosed walkway from one building to the other on the second floor.
The library building also houses a large new room for town council meetings.
In the front lobby there is a small cafe, which was doing a land office business today with free Italian cookies.
Here's a view of the back of the building.
And one last look up.
I'm still not hooked on the outside look of the place but it grew a little more on me today as I toured the building. But I love the interior and I suspect many of the thousands of people that attended the grand opening today will as well.
For all things there is a season . . .
Earlier this week I found myself a little early for the changing of the colors. But there was some indication of things to come.
I mentioned this to a friend when we returned home and he said he had heard something was killing the aspens. Investigating, I found an article that said the death rate of aspens in some forests near Flagstaff has neared 95% and fewer appear to be regrowing. The high death rate has mystified scientists, the article continued, though the list of suspected causes includes drought, disease, insect infestation, wildfire suppression and the grazing habits of elk. Couple that with the bark beetle infestation that is threatening the Ponderosa pines and you have a grim picture of the future.
Arizona's highest point, Humphrey's Peak, had a dusting of snow on top.
There was some color on another hillside but SWMBO determined it was some kind of shrubbery.
But we did find a few young aspens that had changed color. This was behind a big snag of dead wood from seasons past.
It makes a difference in color as to which side the photograph is taken. The first picture, above, was taken with the sun at my back. The second one was taken more into the sun.
In spite of the many signs along the highway, we once again saw no elk. But as I was walking over to take the above photos, SWMBO did spot several deer bounding away through the trees and I caught a glimpse of them.
