Turns out that a blogger out there, Bel, has recently visited a place that I have photographed in real. I didn’t have any of my photos of Vasquez Rocks to share, but, I do have this poem that I wrote back in 2015. I’ll accompany it with a public domain pic of the beautiful place. It has served as the backdrop for many movies.
Vasquez Rocks by Michael Romani Just northeast of LA A piece of Hollywood magic Waited for us that day As it is with all magic We only needed to arrive To feel thrilled to be alive Exclaiming the name of a thousand scenes We pulled into the desert parking lot As you excitedly recalled childhood dreams Many of which you had thought you had forgot All of them rushing up to the surface It was worth the drive to the see the smile on your face Stepping out with my camera at ready The mid-morning sun was holding steady As steady as the smile on your face I rested assured you were enchanted with the place It felt great that moment on that day A special kind of feeling I wished would always stay I remember how you laughed so hard As I played out my Wile E Coyote card Chasing that roadrunner across the lot Trying so much for that photo that you sought As your mighty hunter, I sprang across tables Trying so hard to keep up as much as able I never did get that photo But it was good enough that you'd know That I'd given it my very best Until I collapsed n my back to rest Sticking this treasured moment's memory In what's now a half forgotten portfolio of you and me One of the rocks stood like a stone sail Its planted form across the blue horizon Our climb up went really well Our way down took a lot of compromising Calling it butt hiking, we scooted on down As we laughed, each of us looking like clowns This private magic was better than Hollywood It felt so solid; It felt so good. I never dreamed it would go away I still smile when I think of this day When I hung over the cliff to photograph a raven's nest These are the times that I loved the best (c) January 21, 2015 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 
Hi, Michael! Vasquez Rocks really brought back those awesome memories and the poem is lovely – seems like you had something that you’ll always treasure with someone who was once part of your life. Too bad about losing those pictures!
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