Rock Stack

Rocks stacked
to form
the body.

2016

A close up of wood
becomes ghostly
forms.

2015

Spring jumps out at us
with the colors
and tones of new life.

Pacifier on the Rocks

Metaphor.

2016

The implements of agriculture
are violent in their form.

2015

When it comes to upgrading technology, 
the mistake is never that you waited too long to upgrade 
but that you never turned that gadget into a tool. 

Is it more important to have the absolute best of today 
or to know how to maximize what you have?

Yellow Verses Blue Playground

Round yellow fights
straight blue for
playful space.

2016

Rusty metal
flaking paint
sharp lines.

2015

Fire Vine

Nature's embedded reflections of form 

finds meaning from the right perspective.

Sunflower Morning

Sunflower.
Sunrise.
Beautiful morning.

2016

While walking the dogs,
I often find objects.
Hoping the child who lost this
vessel of flight's imagination
will find it again,
I left it here.

2015

Living for the moment is very different from living every moment. 
We are not always happy but we can choose 
to be present, mindful, and participate with intention.

Pastel Valley View Morning

Pastel light etches
the morning clouds.

2016

Thin high clouds pull lines
of light from behind the
dark mountain.

2015

A pleasing harmony
between background and foreground.

Yellow and Purple

The yellow flower
rises above its
purple counterparts.

2016

Long ago this apple fell,
right onto the wire.
Stuck, it stayed
and rotted.

2015

The cool colors of morning's first light, 

warming from beyond the mountain range,

mingling with the man-made sparkles of night.

Fixed Focus Art

This shot reminds me
of the color and texture
of the late sixties.

2016

Round bubbles of ice;
sharp ice crystals.

2015

If you look close, you'll see layers of clouds, light, and shadow.
Like many shots of the sunrise I've taken in the past,
the local weatherman featured this one
on his afternoon broadcast.

The Companion

And here she is,
my new companion,
my new little
best friend....
all tied-up,
all ready for
adventure.

2016

Flowers coming,
opening,
tasting.

2015

Sometimes songs sound better
when I don't know the words.

The Day After

The day after my little man,
the father of my little girl,
was scheduled to die,
(death waits for no one;
he didn't make it),

I took my new friend,
my new companion
for a walk to the same spot
I last walked my little girl.

And I took this pic.

2016

A soft painting of light,
reflection, ice, and shadow.

2015

Like the small stream,
the small spike moves through time,
bound by limits.
Commonsense limits
can be beautiful.

Pink Flower Sun Spot

Bright light pierces
a flood of pink flowers.

2016

The morning rises,
illuminating clouds over
the mountain house

2015

Know what's a poke in the eye?
When they say they want to help you
but just want to fix you.