Green Manalish


the greens of summer. This is our greenest time of year. Between the rain and the dripping humidity, we have an outdoor greenhouse. Everything grows. As we roll into August, the wet season dries out a bit. The hot weather really hits. Instead of the low 90s of July, the temperature rises into the highContinue reading “Green Manalish”

The Calling


A unique approach. After two days of clouds, I’m pretty sure that you are getting a little bored. So, I went the other way. I published something that is art for its own sake. Sometimes you just have to do something for fun. Especially now, when 2020 seems like the devil’s spawn. I don’t thinkContinue reading “The Calling”

Where Time Stands Still


Clouds. Two days in a row. I could say that I posted them because I felt like it. That’s not the truth. Yesterday’s were after the storm. Today’s were made as the dog and I went for our morning walk. A big storm was coming. In fact, rain fell all day. That was the lastContinue reading “Where Time Stands Still”

The Blue Distance


The thing that I’m looking for. It’s not really a thing. It’s a person. Me. I’ve written briefly about my paternal family. I knew the family mythology. I knew what we were told. Every bit of it was wrong or a lie. A while back I took Ancestry.com’s DNA test. I reckon not much isContinue reading “The Blue Distance”

Wildflower


When? That’s what everybody wants to know. One of the things that I get paid for its my ability to understand the future. No. I’m not a seer. Not a guru. Not a clairvoyant. I simply do a lot of research. I listen a lot. All the while I’m letting the information roll around inContinue reading “Wildflower”

The Picture Begins With The Past


The day’s conclusion. I wrote about “Ray’s Blue” yesterday. Of course, I twisted the color around so much that you barely got to see it. Not this time. The sun was low in the sky. Darkness was almost upon me. I made a few quick pictures, unsure if I had an image. I didn’t haveContinue reading “The Picture Begins With The Past”

Pictures In The Night


Ray’s Blue. That’s what an editor called it. It’s really carillon blue. Whenever I was working around dusk I would hope for it. This rarely happens in Southeastern Louisiana because of our never ending humidity. Humidity is really composed of tiny drops of water that reflect red light. That tends to mute sky colors. Normally.Continue reading “Pictures In The Night”

The Dog In Question


This is very rare. Sophie Rose never poses for a picture. I guess that she felt like it. Or, maybe she knew that I hadn’t made a picture for the day. Anyway. This is the all seeing dog. The dog who finds pictures and waits while I make it. Sometimes, she looks up at meContinue reading “The Dog In Question”

Calm


More reflections. I’m really not a nature photographer. For many years I took no notice of it. Along came really good smart phones with cameras that could produce fairly high quality images. Phones are ubiquitous. We carry them everywhere. Like on dog walks. I started seeing things that interested me, so I started making pictures.Continue reading “Calm”

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