Category: Personal

Combat Chuck! Regarding some people, I guess that you can just tell by their steely eyed glare what adjective you should put in front of their name! More of how he got that name, shortly. I spent a fantastic Saturday afternoon and Sunday morning with Combat Chuck, or CC for short. Chuck, of Chuckography, lives in Charleston, SC, my old stomping grounds. I first met Chuck back September of 2008 when I attended his meet-up group called: 21st Century Photography…

A shot from one of the original LensBaby lenses This was the question that my guys asked me the other day and this year, for about the first time, I had a good answer for them, one that they could afford and one that I will like – no need to have it exactly on Christmas Day, either. I’ve been putting my office together in my house and it most certainly has a photography theme to it, so to add…

This trip, I’ve been more of a tourist rather than a photographer. We’ve been all over the place including into the town of Nogales, Sonora, Mexico. Deb has been a good sport. On Saturday, we took the 45 or so minute ride from Tucson, AZ to Nogales, AZ. Nogales, AZ is the U.S. side of the border. We parked, and walked across the border into Mexico. Deb had never been to Mexico and therefore didn’t know what to expect. I…

I’ve done a fair amount of traveling this year. At the end of August, I was very tired of traveling. I was glad to stay at home. During that time, I just rested, photographed around home, and had a good time. About early November, I had to put my remaining vacation days onto the calendar. I called up Deb, asked her if she’d like to go on vacation with me, she agreed. We decided on Tucson, AZ. As we were…

While this rose is probably nobody’s idea of a perfect rose, it causes a smile to show upon my face, every morning when I awaken. Rain, shine, or even in this morning’s case, frost, that rose is there. It doesn’t seem to know or care that it’s cold outside – it just keeps doing what it’s doing, being a rose, being alive. That I get pleasure from it is inconsequential to the rose – it simply does not exist for…

When I think of the end of fall, I seem to always remember what job I had to complete before the snow set in. My father would insist that I rake the leaves in the backyard and bag them for collection. If you had asked me back then, that was an insurmountable task! I mean the WHOLE backyard??? We had a huge maple tree there and, in actuality, the backyard was quite small – as I found out when I…

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