Blue skies for a while.

Like just about everyone else who could watch it, we watched it. We watched a new president be sworn in as a very small crowd watched.

For many of us it was areligious experience. I think the administration planned it that way. It was all inclusive. It was inspiring. It moved everyone in this house to tears.

Tears watching Kamala Harris. Tears watching Joe Biden speak. Tears of joy watching the past president who shall not be named leave.

A four year nightmare was over.

A day or two ago I felt the weight lift off of my shoulders. Many of the folks that I talked with felt the same way.

Today, I’m positively giddy.

I heard the words, “Make friends of your enemies,” echoing something Abraham Lincoln said immediately after the Civil War ended. We’d better listen.

I don’t know about all of you, but this really is a new day. Will the new administration be miracle workers? I doubt it. But, they are on the right track and so are we.


I made this picture a few days ago. I was saving it for something special.

Today is the day.

I did not publish the picture on the actual day of the inauguration. I’m pragmatic enough to hope for the best and plan for the worst.

The best happened. The worst never did.

The picture was actually pretty easy to make because f the time of day and quality of light. It was also easy to develop and edit.

You know you are on the right track when that happens.

Stay safe. Stay strong. Stay mighty. Wear your masks. Wash your hands. Keep your distance. Keep your head about you, but enjoy the rest of the week. It’s the best week that we’ve had in a long time.


Into the light.

They say.

Never photograph directly into the light. I say backlight is good. I say direct light into the lens never ever hurt a digital sensor unless you leave the shutter open for a very long time.

They say.

A cool front is moving in on Sunday. And, another one will follow on Monday. This will lower the high temperatures down to the low 80s and the low temperatures down into the high 60s. I say prove it. It’s 96 degrees out there.

There’s nothing I can do about the weather other than to whine about it. There is plenty I can do about not shooting into direct light, like show you this picture.

The sky is white. There’s a reason for it. I was trying to expose for the shadows as the light was streaming into the front of the camera. I even had to use a light pinstripe border to keep the image from bleeding into the page.

But, yes it can be easily done. Out there on Highway 61. Wait a minute. Another song lyric is bleeding into a blog about pictures. I’ll give you a dime if you can tell me which song and who wrote it.


I claim that this is a fall picture. See all those little red leaves? That means it’s a fall picture. Trust me. It is.

Golden glow.

I stumbled upon this picture last night. Well, stumble isn’t the right word. Maybe, this picture punched me in the face would be better.


Remember this?

I found a flower.

Well, the first picture is what happens when the flower finally fills out to its fullest form. And, you work around dusk where you cannot help but get golden backlight on the subject.

You saw the second picture a few says ago. It was just starting to bloom. it looked gentle and delicate. That was a week ago. What a difference seven days makes. Nature works its wonders and I saw a flower that was almost unrecognizable. For sure, I changed the angle. The light drove the angle selection.

I’d ask you which version you like best. But, they are really two different pictures. Almost like they were made of two different flowers. Which you like better really depends on your mood.

For me, I had to sort of search out the bottom picture. The beauty is there. It’s just very subtle. Meanwhile the top picture reached out and grabbed me by the throat as if to say, “Me. me. me.” Still, it depends on my mood.

Louisiana Pine
Louisiana Pine

It’s been a little rough around here. I don’t have much to say right now. You know why.

If you saw yesterday’s picture, you know that it has about the same quality of light. That’s interesting, to me at least. Because I made this picture and yesterday’s in a different state. Of mind. And location.

Hug the ones you love. Be kind. To everyone. Especially the people you don’t know.

Summer light at dusk.
Summer light at dusk.

Something very new. The first picture that I saw about two minutes after I went out looking around. Luck. Photographer’s luck. Sometimes it happens. Usually it doesn’t. Not that quickly.

The picture. I broke the rules. Into the sun. Heavily back lighted. Very wide lens.

That’s it for today. Enjoy the picture. Enjoy the silence.

The silence didn’t last very long. The bell tolls. They toll for thee… for me. With another mass  movie theater shooting in Lafayette. Louisiana.

Louisiana, the state where I live.

The numbers are shifting. So far three dead. Seven or nine  wounded. Too early to know who was hurt. And, there is strange package in the  shooters car…  news about that later.  All I know is to pray, to make an offering like these flowers, and hang on tightly to your family. It seems that we need a monthly emotional beating to make us feel better… or worse.  When the beating stops.

I’m rambling. Thoughts not fully formed. Tears on my face. Eyes red. Not really grasping the meaning. Realizing that maybe I  never will.

I know one thing. The one word that can save us.


Summer. Again.
Summer. Again.

I know. I know. With those glowing orange leaves make this look like a fall picture. Trust me. It’s not. It’s a summer picture. The subject is just back lighted in summer’s morning light.

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Summer Flowers

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Blowing Flower

I finally got outside today. I’m still not entirely well. But, enough is enough. I made a lot of pictures. But, I’m really not up to doing a lot of post production, so I’m letting these Southwestern flowers fill in for today. Theses two images were made in the early days of my picture a day project. Keep in mind that this was supposed to be a one year project. It’s now going into its fifth year. Well, four and a half years. I never learn.

Anyway. These are New Mexican flowers. I made a lot of flower pictures yesterday. So for my next post, y’all are going to get Louisiana flowers. There is a real difference. Believe it or not. Maybe you’ll get some vegetables on the vine as well. I’ll surprise you. I’ll surprise myself.


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Glowing Flower

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Back Lighted Sparkles

Bug’s Eye View

Back Lighted

Still sick. But, I think we’ve turned the corner. Typical cold. A week to come. A week to have. And, a week to leave.  Anyway… more poking around in my files. These images aren’t as old the images were in my last couple of posts. For one thing, they weren’t made on film. They were produced digitally. That changes things… a lot. I think. I’ve had this discussion a couple of times today. I really do think that film has a more organic simpler look. To me, no matter what I do with digital images there is a cleanliness to them that almost borders sterility. Yeah, yeah. I know that for most uses film ain’t coming back. Probably in 98% of the images made today are “captured” digitally. But, film does have its uses. As I was reading about the old film v digital discussion, I was surprised and happy to find out that some of the really big time and name photographers use film for special projects and clients. So. There is that.

If you want to learn a lot more about how I think photographically and about these images in particular, please go here That’s my Hub blog. It’s a lot more “how-to” than Storyteller, which is me just chatting with you. A lot more fun for me… anyway.

Drum Major

There are two things that I really like about Mardi Gras. By now, you know one of them Marching Bands. The make a lot of noise. Wonderful noise. I admire the kids who walk for miles and miles every day during Carnival Season. The other thing I really like are the beads. No. No. No. Just kidding about that. Because of how I work I usually catch a lot of beads. But, I usually give them away to a kid. Or, a bunch of kids. The other thing that I really like are flambeaux. But, I’m not going to tell you about that until Sunday. I’m in transit and I have to spread these things out a little bit. Or. I’ll run out.


This drum major is from California. He and his marching band are from El Centro. I thought that was very cool. Imagine that. A high school marching band who wanted to come to New Orleans to march in our parades. That really impresses me. They must have worked very hard to fund the trip . Schools, these days, don’t have a lot of spare cash laying around. I always root for them

The picture. I told you about high ISOs and how I process pictures made that way. This image was made using a lower ISO and a completely different way of processing it. To me, it seems smoother.