Chinese Rose


This is a Chinese Rose. I’d never heard of such a thing until a little debate broke out on Instagram. Someone posted a picture of a flower that he called a Chinese Rose. It wasn’t. Even with my lack of knowledge about flowers I knew that. So off to Google we went. It turns outContinue reading “Chinese Rose”

Further In


Sometimes, it’s worth the time to look inside. Of anything. I’ve been looking inside myself since mid-lockdown. We have no need to go there today. Looking inside of things that may be near and dear to its is another matter entirely. For me, that really is only three things. Photography, art, and music. For sure,Continue reading “Further In”

In My Wilderness


More yellow. I don’t know why. I guess during the winter months I like color. Yellow is warm. It’s inviting. In the world of big commercial presses it is used to give “lift” to a photograph. Most importantly, it makes me smile. I’d like to revisit yesterday’s discussion for just a few minutes. Okay tenContinue reading “In My Wilderness”

Deeper Than Dreams


There is something about a red rose especially when it is growing in the middle of winter. It struck me as one of those little miracles that make me smile. Lately, there have been a lot of things that make me smile. It started right around January 20. The change of presidential administrations helped aContinue reading “Deeper Than Dreams”

Gulf Coast Fall


Gulf Coast. Fall. Florida too. This is one reason why people move down here. Mild autumn and winters. Some flowers die or hibernate. Many do not. You’ve seen these flowers earlier this year during spring. Here they are again in autumn. Apparently, they thrive in cooler weather, which a Gulf Coast summer is not. IContinue reading “Gulf Coast Fall”

All The Luck


I had a lot written. I wrote a lot about the soon to be vaccine. I talked about picture theory. I thought I was going along pretty good. As I attempted to switch columns I accidentally hit something — I don’t know what — and the entire written piece was deleted. I know that thereContinue reading “All The Luck”

Souls Dirge


How it began. I talked to a friend of mine who suggested that I make some changes in how I look at my world. His thinking is solid. I fear that I’ve already worked through the process, at least as far as Storyteller goes. He did offer me another idea. In order to do thatContinue reading “Souls Dirge”

He Thinks So


Some assembly required. That’s what was needed on this artistic experiment. In an effort to tie some life lesson to this picture, I think that most of our lives require some assembly. I’m not just ruminating about the times when the cracks appear, but when the light shines in as well. In fact, if youContinue reading “He Thinks So”

Come Down In Time


Come down in time. That’s what Elton John sang back in 1971, when my life began. Or, something like that. There are moments that truly amaze me. I had one of those today. I received a letter that said my checks could no longer be sent to me because they didn’t have my address. Okay.Continue reading “Come Down In Time”

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