Sunshine

Finch-sized leaves fall from maples twirling forty feet to fleck the ground with sunshine Both photos taken from my back yard in previous autumns. Our leaves here are just beginning to fall.

Are We There Yet?

So often car trips are sprinkled with back seat travelers asking, “Are we there yet?” In our family the running joke to answer that question was always, “We’re here now.” Of course that didn’t answer the essence of the question about the destination, but did emphasize the value of the journey. I took this photo … More Are We There Yet?

Somewhere Between

No matter how tall you grow You’ll never touch the top of the sky No matter how small you are You’ll always be touching the sky Top photo was taken of our back yard trees in summer; the bottom photo is a brood of wood duck chicks that visited our yard in spring.

Windfalls

When the road traveled is covered with silent snow, finding the path to follow is buried in uncertainty. Who knows? Perhaps the journey may take a turn, leading to windfalls of winter. Candid photo taken in Firefighters Park in Troy, MI USA

Diversity

this lovely snow flakes all different sizes approach their journeys in different ways some fall gently some careen in aggressive race some dance down like whirlybirds some even ascend at times before falling to blanket the earth with diversity   I took this photo from my back door during a snowfall yesterday. I processed it into … More Diversity

Poet’s Heart

I heard the family approach before I saw them, the lilt of their Hindi phrasing interspersed with soft laughter. I was on a boardwalk trying to photograph a tuft of new grass growing in wetland mud. Green shoots reached through a tee-pee of the brittle beige remains of its predecessors. I evaluated several angles for … More Poet’s Heart