Whose woods these are …
I know for sure that these are my woods … though not today’s scene. Maybe as they will be inRead more.
When I hear the song, “I’ll be Home for Christmas“, this is the picture that comes to mind. It’s theRead more.
What does lonely look like?
Who parked this old car beside the little creek and walked away from it? What roads has this old carRead more.
Lucy on Black
I have always been confused by the definition of “black”. White is supposed to be the presence of all colorsRead more.
La Saison des Chats Verts
As they say in Paris. When you add yellow pollen to black fur, the result is a green cat …Read more.
Life in the big city
Firetrucks are summoned each morning by some unknown alarm, and they race down a nearby road with their sirens wailing.Read more.
Diamonds and Rust
Well, I’ll be damned — Here comes your ghost again But that’s not unusual. It’s just that the moon is fullRead more.
A Mourning Walk
A new genealogy discovery of some note in Georgia. Taking early morning photos with a new Nikon lens. Details ofRead more.
Have you noticed … ?
How much these words sound alike? ARROW – ERA – ERROR “It’s the end of an era,” they say. HowRead more.