Help Me Understand


The dogs don’t understand. Holiday or not, they want their walks. Even the aging dog who sees things still wants to go for long walks, just not as fast. That’s okay with me. I get the chance to look around and see stuff. I saw this scene about ten minutes into our walk. Then… nothing.Continue reading “Help Me Understand”

Where The Wild Things Grow


This doesn’t happen very often, but when the sky lights up like this it’s usually in winter, with nice low, golden light. Because I know that some of you may be wondering, I had my “procedure” yesterday. It lasted for less than two hours, which includes a mountain of paperwork and a billion questions. TheContinue reading “Where The Wild Things Grow”

Dry The Rain


Trees. One of my favorite things in all of life. This one was remarkable because it just extended up and up and up. It is no optical trick. A strange thing has happened to me on the way to pictures. And, other stuff. I’m slowing down. I don’t mean the speed at which I walk,Continue reading “Dry The Rain”

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”

The More Things Change


You are thinking that I’m stressed over this election. Hang in there you say. I’m not hanging anywhere. I’m taking action. I’m getting set to change what I can. I’m getting ready to build for the future. I’m not going to limit myself to “I’ll do what I can.” I’m going to do the thingsContinue reading “The More Things Change”

Plug Me in


Finally. A real autumn sky, one with low yellow light. Light that peeks through the clouds and paints everything in front of it orange. One that turns the dusk sky dark blue, bordering on black. That’s what we saw on a late afternoon walk that turned into almost night. The all seeing dog was sleepingContinue reading “Plug Me in”

Minutes to Memories


A lot of photographers were working last night. The sky turned magic. Some of us photographed into the light. Some from the back of the scene. Others scrambled around looking for a subject to stick in front of the amazing light. I gave up and went to my usual haunt. I made this photograph. LookingContinue reading “Minutes to Memories”

84,000 Different Delusions


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 myContinue reading “84,000 Different Delusions”

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