About The Day


Before the leaves changed, fell and the snow arrived I managed to make a few pictures. This one of them. This wildflower is managing to survive although I don’t know for how much longer. Right now the weather isn’t too cold, but it will be very soon. I wonder if this plant will make it.Continue reading “About The Day”

All About


S ometimes I turn weird. I know what you are thinking. Whaddya mean sometimes? No, no, no. This picture is an example of turning weird. The image started out as pretty little flower picture then I got ahold of it. It turned into something out of one of my fever dreams. You may be askingContinue reading “All About”

Just In Time


I t’s not quite spring yet, but the weather is warming. Nature is starting its march toward the heat and humidity of summer. That’s good because it’s been a long and cold winter. We’ve all been through a lot. I’ve never lived in a time when there were so many big issues occurring at once.Continue reading “Just In Time”

Fast Car


B efore you ask, and I’m glad that you might, I’m good. I’ll stay on the lookout. As they say, no news is good news. B ack to my band of the hour. I’ve drenched the house in their music. They are very, very good. They may be one of the few “new” bands thatContinue reading “Fast Car”

On This Day


T oday is a big day. In New Orleans, January 6th marks the start of Carnival with a parade through The French Quarter and a streetcar ride. It only grows from here until the season ends on Mardi Gras Tuesday. More importantly, today marks the one year anniversary of the insurrection, storming and temporary takeContinue reading “On This Day”

Believe in Life


C atching up. Or, Ketchup. Just as I predicated, violence begets violence. There was a protest in Wisconsin. Black people came out to protest the Rittenhouse Verdict. Standing guard on the perimeter where serious looking Black men armed with long guns also known as AR-15s. That verdict made everyone fair game on the street. WeContinue reading “Believe in Life”

Thinking Of A Place


W hat remains. This is one of our storm ravaged trees. Branches are broken, but new leaves are sprouting up like today was spring and not fall. I’m not sure in what form the recovery will take, but at least nature is doing her work. All nature really wants is stasis. One way or another,Continue reading “Thinking Of A Place”