Resting Place
“As the leaves fall and the trees hustle to let go of their summer finery, the sound of autumn is a reminder that sometimes letting go is necessary for growth.”― Ajaz Ahmad Khawaja
Early Fall Colors
Whispered Farewell Crimson, gold, and flame,First leaves whispering farewell,Autumn’s soft embrace. ebm As summer comes to a gentle close, the soft breezes carry whispers of change. The leaves in our neighborhood are beginning to transform, adorned in shades of gold, red, and orange, glistening with morning dew. One by one, they flutter down, settling on…
October, Already!
You know those days when you feel like you’re “up a tree”—not in a peaceful, leafy, squirrel-watching way, but in the “I’ve climbed too high, things are getting scary, and now how do I get down?” kind of way? Yeah, me too. Let’s be honest: life is not always a smooth stroll through the park….
Cold Waters
I made this photo of a multi-step downhill flow of water in April 2005 somewhere off Route 100 in Southern Vermont. Bonnie and I were in Vermont getting married in a big white farmhouse converted into an Inn. The white farmhouse is still there, but it is no longer an Inn. The couple that ran…
Kerr Mill, Sloan Park, NC
At one point, we lived in Salisbury, NC, and we often took our dogs for walks at nearby Sloan Park, where I also enjoyed making photographs. The watermill in the park dates back to around 1823. I believe I’ve posted about it before.
Another Look, Southern Utah
I’ve posted a similar photo from Southern Utah, but this one was filed in the wrong place somehow, so it got passed over. I think it is worth a view as well. Water was a little more plentiful in that area ten years ago.
