Nature is always my welcome Friend.....Photography is my Passion.

I ride through different towns looking and observing passionately the world around me.  Could be a city, or country road doesn’t matter, watching life is time well spent.  Life is either going on everywhere, or worn out and falling down.  And I want to take pictures.

Every front porch is personal, do they have rockers, or wind chimes, or both?  Are there thirsty blood red geraniums in terra pots?  Are the lawns manicured or wild natural grasses, or smooth river stones?  Shrubs trimmed and plentiful or eclectic gatherings of christmas tree cactus and dwarf orange trees?  I like homes with lots of trees, I am a tree hugger.

Dark creosote stained tar paper tobacco barns,  red painted barns (there are thousands, by the way), red clay country roads, main streets in old downtown buildings are comforting because they remain.   Unpainted wood homes or fences may be  smoothed by wind and rain turned different shades of gray.  I want to take pictures.

Traveling has opened my eyes to see the magnitude of humans on this earth.  It’s a big deal to me.  Parallel lives are being lived in each place, realizing this I can see life on other planets. Traveling is like reading the world in real time.

Photography is my way of sharing, I want everyone to “see”, though I realize  photos only capture a smidgen of being there.

Now take good care of yourself, be good to yourself, drink lots of water, walk in the woods, climb a mountain, or kick up sand on a beach....and read a good book.

❤

I wanted you to see the clarity of this blissful blue sky, greenness of the pine needles, and blaze of fall leaves. 

See the hand of God.

Because I love the hearth, center of the home, and Like the word when spoken.