Blue In Abstract


Night. Moody, deep and dark. Sometimes scary. Always interesting. That’s one of my favorite times of day to work aside from the ends of the day. Working at night means that you can hide some imperfections. You can build in the shadows. Pools of light become subjects in themselves. Trees often become silvery in theContinue reading “Blue In Abstract”

They Told Us


They said that we were going to have snow. Yep. That’s what they said. We may still see some, but the national weather maps have snow as a possibility in northern Louisiana. Not down here in the swamp. The temperature is cold for us. We had a high of 40 degrees. We had cold rain.Continue reading “They Told Us”

On and On it Goes


Green. I like green. It’s a symbol of life. For plants it’s a symbol of health. We talk about the greens of summer. For folks in the north where the first snow has already fallen, they envy us down here right about now. Of course our summers are like the second coming of hell. AContinue reading “On and On it Goes”

On An Autumn Night


There was no choice. If I was going to continue to photograph trees I had to do something different. So I went out at night. More about technique in the right hand column. Let’s talk about the Coronavirus. We who live in Louisiana are in a hot spot. Luckily, New Orleans is will under theContinue reading “On An Autumn Night”

Blue Hunter Moon


I’m still posting from my phone because there is no power yet. Bigger streets have power, but not us. Not yet. So this will be short. I’m sitting in one of the cars down by the river, charging multiple phones. The picture you are looking at is straight ahead. The Blue Harvest Moon. Two fullContinue reading “Blue Hunter Moon”

Laughing


The deep blue. So. I talked to the fine folks at WordPress. I asked them how I could do some of the simple things that I used to do in the days before blocks. They told me that I couldn’t. I asked them why they keep claiming that blocks are more flexible. They told meContinue reading “Laughing”

Where Time Stands Still


Another trip into the green. This time it’s ferns. The really deep green feathery kind. The ones that if you didn’t know better you’d jump into because they look so soft. They aren’t. Don’t do it. This is going to be a little short because Queen Kim’s second line jazz funeral is being held today.Continue reading “Where Time Stands Still”

Ideas Are Like Stars


Red. The color of fire and blood, of intensity, passion, desire and love. Maybe that’s it. Maybe so many people are worn out by the five months we’ve been through that there’s no passion. No intensity. Maybe that’s the answer. Maybe it’s time to put on our pants and get to work. That’s what theContinue reading “Ideas Are Like Stars”

Honeysuckle Rose


A rose by any other name… Or, something like that. We reached a point in the year when first blooms are dying. No worries. New blooms are on the way. This started me think about life cycles. Eventually, I arrived at our pandemic, CoVid 19, as how people are reacting to it or not, asContinue reading “Honeysuckle Rose”

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