Popsicle Color. I told you about this yesterday. I used the baby Leica to make the picture so I had to develop it in the normal way. That’s why you are seeing it a day later. There is something really strange about this series of pictures. This is what the sky looked like to my […]


Storm season. The soggy time of year. If we don’t get wet from above, we get wet from very moist air. You know, humidity. The number that drives the heat index into numbers unknown. The air temperature might be around 90 degrees, but with the humidity the heat index (feels like) temperature is about 102 […]


Hot. Very hot. This picture says and feels hot. We have hit that seasonal time when the temperature is 90 degrees at midnight. Walk in the morning because that’s the coolest time. The thermometer might have dropped as far as 85 degrees. It’s the big chill. We’ve put off doing any errands, even though the […]


Thunderheads. Clouds forming at this time of year are pretty special. They aren’t dull gray. They aren’t a cloud layer that no light can penetrate. They do look like the photograph. They are pretty special. Photographing them is a function of photographer’s luck and always carrying some kind of camera. Besides, there was a dog […]


And, the chaser… I was concentrating on my work when I felt two paws on my leg. Time for a walk. Once again, she came through. I wouldn’t have seen the most beautiful golden light that we usually have after a storm. if we hadn’t gone out. I did the best that I could, not […]


Some say that I don’t like sunsets. Those folks would be wrong. I like sunsets. I like what they represent. I like their color. I like their power. I like them when they are peeking through trees. I like their light. I like to see where their light falls. But, those folks do speak with […]


My kind of picture. Something backlighted. Something different. Something about nature. I made this picture on a walk. Another dog walk. We are starting to work together again. She stops. I stop. I stop. She stops. Good timing. Good communication. The picture I’m doing this a little inside out. This is one of those photographs […]


Sunday. I spent most of yesterday thinking it was Friday. It was not. Since I wrote the word, “Sunday ,” I’m hopeful that it will stick in my head. Time is elastic. For some reason I spent all of yesterday sleeping. I managed to get Sophie Rose her meds, which was my crowning achievement. That […]