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”

Not Too Late


Labor Day. We honor our workers, no matter what their work may be. However, I fear that like our military, we could be described describe as “suckers” and “losers.” After all, why work for a living when you can scam for a living? But, that’s not what I want to talk about today. I’d ratherContinue reading “Not Too Late”

The Calling


Staying True. I’m having a conversation with some Photoshelter folks about the so-called Photographers Bill of Rights via a comment section. Most of it concerns photojournalism. That’s where my career started. That’s where my heart lies. I read the entire document. If I’m going to talk about it, I should read it. That’s only fair.Continue reading “The Calling”

New Blooms


Bold color. That’s what I promised you and that’s what you’ll get. Today is day three of our thirty day pause. Luckily, there is so much to do around this place, so much to read, so much to watch and so much organizing of my archives that I doubt anybody will get bored. Eventually, we’llContinue reading “New Blooms”

Night Life


Night walk. I like working at night. I made a career of it. This picture wasn’t made very late at night, because the dog who sees stuff wanted to go out at just around dusk. I don’t mind that, but with our broken streets and sidewalks I prefer not to walk in the dead ofContinue reading “Night Life”

So Pretty


So pretty. So pink. Yesterday’s sunset was stellar. The sun was hidden by drifting clouds. And, then it wasn’t. Just then. Right then, the Japonica (Japanese Magnolia) trees were lighted by wonderful late afternoon golden light. I was lucky. Ten minutes either way and I wouldn’t have seen this little bit of prettiness. I wouldn’tContinue reading “So Pretty”

Cotton Candy


What a day can change. Two days ago, the sky was muddy gray. There was rain in the air. It was, in a word, yucky. Then came yesterday. Wowzer! Beautiful cold air. The sky turned blue. The light was spectacular. It turned even better around dusk. Cotton candy. Cold. Like winter is supposed to be.Continue reading “Cotton Candy”

Colors Dance


Another is a series. The series of wouldn’t you like to be like us… in the cool months of the year. I found this little beauty in our street side garden. When I saw it, I couldn’t believe it. Then, I thought, wait a minute . October wasn’t normal. The weather was hot and dry.Continue reading “Colors Dance”

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