Time After Time


What a storm. First the phones went off. Tornado warnings. Get under the sink or something like that. First, came the lightning. Big bolts. They lit up the entire sky. For that milli-second, you could see everything. Then the thunder started. The loudest, longest rolls of thunder I think I’ve ever heard. Then, the rainContinue reading “Time After Time”

Good Tradition


Does this ever happen to you? You see something in a dream and then, there it is in real life. That’s how I came to make this photograph. My dream was weird and wild — as they often are — but toward the end as I was waking up I was enveloped in this purpleContinue reading “Good Tradition”

It’s in the Chorus


We know what we know. It’s inside us. Ghosts live inside of us too. They start to come out as we age. Hopefully, our ghosts are good. Sometimes they aren’t. Eventually, we come to understand who we are and where we came from. Where we come from. Wow. That’s hard. What made us who weContinue reading “It’s in the Chorus”

New Year, New Day


From and old place. We took a walk to visit friends after driving a bit. When a dog has to go a dog has to go. She seems to be feeling much better. She’s finally been eating too much. Anyway. We were walking and this scene popped up. Wowie Zowie. What a scene. It’s allContinue reading “New Year, New Day”

Into The Red


All patience is gone. I’ve had nothing but technical problems here. I spoke to the minions — oh wait, I meant automattitions — at WordPress. They say that I don’t understand the block system. Really? Nobody understands the block system. The only people who really do are the coders who work for their VIP clients.Continue reading “Into The Red”

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”

Summers of the Past


When there was yellow. When there was color. When this muddy gray didn’t cover everything. When we were happier. When smiles and laughter came easier. When we didn’t have a new worry everyday. I see in color. Some photographers see in black and white. I’m having a hard time seeing color. Things seem muted. TreesContinue reading “Summers of the Past”

Encore


The greatest story ever told. Maybe not the greatest, but very close. I’ve been looking for more upbeat thoughts. I heard one yesterday. A friend of mine said that his wife had stage four cancer. Note that word. Had. Usually at that point it’s all over but the funeral. Not this time. Somehow she wasContinue reading “Encore”

7:04 AM


Early in the morning, when the sun comes up. Yes. 7:04 am. That’s when the all seeing dog just had to go for a walk. I think she knew something that I didn’t. She used her ESP to know that the sky with this wonderfully backlighted cloud would be one of the first things thatContinue reading “7:04 AM”

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