What matters. This forest matters. There was a political advertisement on television last night. I was watching the local news. That’s a whole other story. The guy running for state treasurer wants to cut taxes. Huh? That how we got into this mess. The state of Louisiana can’t afford anything. We can’t pay much forContinue reading “Mattering”

The Alternative

An alternative reality. Yes. That’s what we are living in, and have been for a long time. Watching Ken Burns’ Vietnam series reminded me of that. There certainly was no transparency then. Apparently, every president including Kennedy knew the war was unwinnable. Yet we continued to pour troops and money into a corrupt country’s government.Continue reading “The Alternative”

The Distractor in Chief

Distraction. With all the big issues going on in the world — the potential of nuclear war, raging forest fires in the west, three major hurricane hits to the country, failed legislation, broken campaign promises, the Russian investigations and seemingly being at war with everybody including his own party and Congress — the sitting presidentContinue reading “The Distractor in Chief”

The Jones Act and a Pack of Lies

Lies, lies and more lies. Puerto Rico. Now the president says that he can’t wave The Jones Act because the port isn’t deep or big enough in San Juan for deep water freighters. Actually, the current director of Homeland Security can do it as well under the president’s direction. He won’t. He’s a political appointee.Continue reading “The Jones Act and a Pack of Lies”

Puerto Rico, Rocket Man and The Flag

I’ve long said that Storyteller isn’t a political place. Maybe I was wrong. And, that’s saying something because I haven’t been wrong since 1970. (Don’t take that seriously. It’s an old joke.) Like many of you I’ve had enough. Maybe the outside informs the inside. Maybe that’s how art is really made. We have partsContinue reading “Puerto Rico, Rocket Man and The Flag”

Kind of Blue

I’ve been called an artist. It’s been suggested that I paint. Believe me, I’ve tried. There are plenty of paints, brushes, canvases and paper in the closet. I’ve taken classes, courses, workshops. Trust me. I don’t have the necessary skills. And, that’s too bad. There are images in my head that I can never beginContinue reading “Kind of Blue”

On Sunday

I had big plans today. Hahahahahaha! You know the old joke about that. I was going to photograph a second line. I haven’t done that in a while. But, my back and legs hurt a little too much for that. So I took some pain meds which didn’t really work. I thought that I postContinue reading “On Sunday”

The Flow

A weekend picture. Something quiet. Something natural. Something peaceful. You know how there is “Wordless Wednesday?” Or, “Throw Away Thursday?” Oops, I meant ‘Throwback Thursday.” Well, today is “Silent Saturday.” I think I just made that up. Or not. Probably not. The picture is something that I saw along the way. Something that speaks toContinue reading “The Flow”

Who Knows Where The Time Goes

Today is the first day of Autumn. A change is in the air. Literally. But, not here. It’s a billion degrees again. With a million percent humidity. Oh well. We are used to it. It does get tiring about this time a year. Everybody would like a little cool air. The picture. This is whatContinue reading “Who Knows Where The Time Goes”

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