Notions of darkness and shadows, violence and love, hardboiled.

Photography of Colorado and the American Southwest displaying nature and history.

All material on this blog is original creation by James Blatter unless otherwise noted

 

Icon: Bald Eagle surveying for trout on the Colorado.
Photo by James Blatter

Icon: Bald Eagle surveying for trout on the Colorado.

Photo by James Blatter

Blue Heron overlooking the Colorado River
Photo by James Blatter

Blue Heron overlooking the Colorado River

Photo by James Blatter

Down that long twin silver line.
Photo by James Blatter

Down that long twin silver line.

Photo by James Blatter

Bluetail Damselfly: A native insect found most often near water, the Damselfly is often raised to be a biological peat control for aphids and other smaller insects.
Photo by James Blatter

Bluetail Damselfly: A native insect found most often near water, the Damselfly is often raised to be a biological peat control for aphids and other smaller insects.

Photo by James Blatter

The Green, Green Grass of Home: Tall Fescue and Swamp Agrimony mix along the banks of Mitchell Creek near Glenwood Springs, a mix of native and non-native that have spread to the wild.
Photo by James Blatter

The Green, Green Grass of Home: Tall Fescue and Swamp Agrimony mix along the banks of Mitchell Creek near Glenwood Springs, a mix of native and non-native that have spread to the wild.

Photo by James Blatter

The Nest: Wasps are usually pretty nasty but they allowed me this one shot of the nest they are building on a stop sign.

Photo by James Blatter

The Nest: Wasps are usually pretty nasty but they allowed me this one shot of the nest they are building on a stop sign.

Photo by James Blatter

Dem Bones: An odd find near a marmot colony, deer jaw bones but no other bones anywhere close, almost as if the marmot’s were collecting them.
Photo by James Blatter

Dem Bones: An odd find near a marmot colony, deer jaw bones but no other bones anywhere close, almost as if the marmot’s were collecting them.

Photo by James Blatter

River’s Bend: This is the curve of the Colorado just west of the town of Rifle, a favorite spot for meditation.

Photo by James Blatter

River’s Bend: This is the curve of the Colorado just west of the town of Rifle, a favorite spot for meditation.

Photo by James Blatter

A Die-Easy Guy

I watch her drag of a cigarette,
She is not content,
Desolation in the eyes,
Still she doesn’t belong here
Among the dive bars,
Pawn shops, flop hotels,
Whores, addicts and thieves
Where despair frequently travels.

Years ago I met another woman,
So very like her,
Lost in loneliness and isolation,
She caught me looking,
"So what’s on your mind, mister?"
She stubbed out the smoke,
"I was thinking you’re full of misery"
She nodded, hair shimmering in the neon.

"You’re observant for 1:30 a.m."
I gave her a thin smile
"I’ve discovered my husband keeps secrets"
She took a deep draw on her drink,
I waved the bar man for her next,
"Heinous secrets that don’t let me remain sober,"
She motioned me closer,
"My husband is a killer, he needs killed."

In the bar mirror our eye met,
Ten thousand dollars,
The amount written on a napkin,
The war changed things,
We both knew it, we learned,
Life had a price, it was cheap.
I nodded, depressed with myself.

Hotel desk bell rung, a key given
My last night in a cheap hotel,
Climbing the stairs I find a huge brute,
"Shame you met my Maria"
I was to close, defenseless
His hands close on my throat,
Drug me to my room, for a last image
Her eyes, her eyes were the worst.

Words by James Blatter

Photo found at Club Vintage

 

Turkey Run: These wild turkey were looking for any place they could find to get out of today’s rain.

Photo by James Blatter

Turkey Run: These wild turkey were looking for any place they could find to get out of today’s rain.

Photo by James Blatter