Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Bumble-bee Face


A big bubble-bee,
facing the camera
for a candid.

2015



Racing pigment rushes along withering petals.

2014


I don't take a lot of moon pictures because my camera is not, well let us say, of professional quality. But every so often, a shot presents itself and my camera rises to the challenge. I like this one because the fence looks like an urban version of the mountains or maybe a childlike drawing of two simple pyramids on the desert plain in early morning. 

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Red Berry Light


Warm, red-cherry color
invites the eye's focus.

2015



The cloud flows from the mountain peak straight into the atmosphere in the shape of a fan
as if it is smoke, blowing from within the earth.

2014



Whenever I show this picture, people ask the same question:

"How do you know it was sleeping and not dead?"
"Because I woke it up and it flew away.

It was an early summer morning. I'd just got my camera. I found it on the road and decided to experiment with a few settings. When I was done, I was surprised the thing didn't fly off. It was in the middle of the road. If it was still alive, it could get run over. I blew on it. It moved. I blew again. It flew away and I continued my walk, happy with the closeup.

Monday, August 15, 2016

Bullies Don't Always Win


Just because you're bigger and more powerful,
doesn't mean you'll win every fight.
Bullies don't always win
when the bullied stand up.

2015


It's as if the flower celebrates
with streaming casts of color

2014


It looks like the sun is burrowing through the top of this mountain when in reality it is rising between twin peaks. The partial sun-dog is a bonus to a shot I'd been spending years locating.

Sunday, August 14, 2016

Sunflower Light


Bubble-light floats behind
the yellow and green lines
of the sunflower.

2015




A cloud ball surrounded by color and form.

2014



I've always wondered about the ratio of happy accidents to discarded pics. One thing is for sure, if you wait for perfection, you're bound to miss a few. It sounds reasonable to me that one great shot for every ten marginal ones beats the odds.

Saturday, August 13, 2016

Cloud Missile Attack!


The cloud missile streaks
across the sky
in deep orange
and bright yellow,
exploding behind
the mountain ridge.

2015


There is a nice tension between
the dark shadows, the steel form,
the soft gravel, and the warm light.

2014



These can be the hardest shots to get
because looking directly into the sun is not an option
but looking into the view finder is.

Wednesday, August 10, 2016

Sun-ray Clouds


A little smoke,
a few clouds,
a mountain ridge,
a perfect sunrise.

2015



Cloud shapes fan
from the horizon to the sky above
in a cascade of color.

2014


I often find objects on my walks that tell a story. This shoe was left at the playground, where the concrete edge of the road met the gravel pit. It's as if the child bolted into the fun, never to return for the shoe. It tells of both the child's memory as well as the memories of childhood; how we could literally run out of our shoes because they fit so poorly and our bodies were that powerful at that time. It also speaks of a child, so enveloped in the moment, a missing shoe doesn't even register when it's time to go home. 

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Summer Trees and Grass


And idyllic field of grass
and grove of trees.
The color of summer.

2015


Really? A stonewall, a huge rock, and an explicit sign?
Seems a bit over-dramatic.

The Right Side of Zombie Logic

2014


If the world around us can no longer compete with the world inside our phones, how are we fundamentally different from the pods of humans in the Matrix? Do our devices serve us or do we serve them?

Friday, August 5, 2016

Stony Flower Trail


A fuzzy, green, and yellow life
rises into the background
of stone and soil.

2015


Pouring moisture creates
bubbles of color.

2014


This picture reminds me a of dragon 
of fire and light, 
diving for cover behind the mountains.
Or maybe I just see things
while standing in church parking lots.

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

Tree Shadow Corner


The edge of the tree's shadow
caresses the edge of the
pioneer's home.

2015


A passing storm produces
a unique eye with extreme edges.

2014


See the bee? 
This sunflower matches this bee perfectly.

Or is it the other way around?

Wednesday, July 27, 2016

The Donald Trump of Flowers


The hair, the spotlight, the face,
only the Donald stands out
as the Trump of flowers.

Don't look at them...
Look at me!

2015


This cloud looks like an eye,
starring somewhere.

2014


Coincidence is everywhere, 
when one looks for it.

Tuesday, July 26, 2016

Princess Swing


A swing fit
for a little princess.

2015



Parts we spend little time looking at
-like the backside of a flower-
have a beauty of their own.

2014


Is it any wonder we see faces ever where when the largest lobe in the brain is the visual cortex and a huge portion of that is dedicated to facial recognition? Add a pair of glasses to a simple fire-hydrant and the trick is complete.

Monday, July 25, 2016

Golden Morning Streaks


Clouds form light
into hues that streak
across the sky.

2015


What looks like such a small bolt
makes so much light.

2014



The question is no longer 
if someone’s watching 
but why.

Sunday, July 24, 2016

Sunny Sunlit Sunflower


Complimentary colors fill
the background with light,
framing the flower's form.

2015


Soon the city lights will sleep
as the night gives way to day.

2014



This picture reminds us that sometimes the most beautiful sights are right above. We focus so much on what's in front or who's behind; we almost never simply look straight up and take a moment to enjoy the majesty.

Saturday, July 23, 2016

Sunlit Lamp


From the right angle
the sunlight
lights man's lamp.

2015


Sometimes facing the day
is sunnier than others.

2014



I walk past this canal everyday.
Each day it is different, reflecting the time of year.
It doesn't look like much in the winter,
but its summer face is certainly nice.

Friday, July 22, 2016

Finding Honey




A bee at work
is not to be
interrupted.

2015


A mountain peak rises
into the reflective magic
of a man-made image.

2014



There is no one out there 
I want to hate.