More Is More


This picture. The real first blooms of winter. I almost forgot to show you this one because I posted it on Instagram. I know that not all of you follow me there, so I decided you should see it here. On Storyteller. Where it belongs. My first social media home. That one that really mattersContinue reading “More Is More”

When the Truth


This morning’s readings were pretty bleak. I learned about the word deep. And how it might be the word of the year as it is currently used. Everybody seems to be diving deep into all sorts of data. Our personal data is no longer safe no matter what we do. I learned about post truth.Continue reading “When the Truth”

Drive By Truckers


The deep freeze is really 42 degrees. One day the talking weather people heads will get it right. One day. Last night they were predicting starting the day with temperatures in the low twenties. That may be true somewhere. They said we might have snow. Somewhere else too. Wind was going to coming ripping through.Continue reading “Drive By Truckers”

All of the Colors


More cold. The few blooming flowers are no more. They don’t like the cold temperatures. They pass into another world. The world of compost. The world of endings. This happens before their seeds are passed from flower to flower. There are no flying insects to do that job. They do another job. They catch myContinue reading “All of the Colors”

Edges


In between. At the edges. Where the good stuff lurks. Where our imaginations create stuff. Where our dreams arise. Where nightmares come into being. That’s why I like making pictures like this one. At night. Or, dusk. Things are lurking in the darkness. In the shadows. You can see some of it, but not all.Continue reading “Edges”

Brand New


New Blooms. Wait. What? It’s winter down here. Just like it is throughout the Northern Hemisphere. Our winter is fairly mild. We get a few sub freezing days. Not that many. We’ve had a long streak of cold fronts and gradual warming for the last month or so. Normal for us. In a few weeks,Continue reading “Brand New”

They Do Grow High


My fascination with trees. In all seasons. Especially in winter. I counted. In the last two weeks, I’ve mostly published pictures of trees. I like them. I like their shapes. Their form. I like them when their branches are bare in the winter cold. I can see all sorts of thing going on. I likeContinue reading “They Do Grow High”

The Zone


These days. It’s hard to stay in the zone. To stay focused. To stay intent. I know this from my own actions. And, from those around me. I suppose it was the turn of the year. Even though many people claim not to make resolutions, in many ways we do. After a while — maybeContinue reading “The Zone”

Quietly


Quietly. As the day comes to a close. I looked through the silhouetted trees, mostly bare from cold winter days and saw that faintest gleam of an orange sunset. I decide to try to make a picture. This isn’t me trying to be cute by dropping the main subject into a tiny area of the picture.Continue reading “Quietly”

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