The devil is beating his wife!

I don’t know why, but from the time that I was a child, I heard that when it is raining...

Memories of Firestone Park

On Ashland Ave, nearly due south was Firestone Park. Each year, on the 4th of July, they held a pretty...

Life at 98% humidity

Over the past few weeks, I’ve been able to accomplish a couple of things in the morning simultaneously. I’m able...

They’re back!

I’ve always had a thing for cone flowers. So, last year, I bought some, planted them in the backyard, and...

Sometimes, there’s a philosophical split between being a homeowner and a photographer, in particular, where lawn care is concerned. It’s spring and all manner of plants are starting their growth cycle. Trees are blossoming, grass is turning green, and of…

A case of right place, right time, looking in the right direction. This is Emma, a barn owl. Emma wasn’t quite satisfied with the perch that they had placed her on, so she opted for a bit of higher ground…

I will admit that when I got the invite for Photo Wild, I blanched a little at the $90 price tag. It was just a little, certainly not enough to deter me from going. Leading up to the event, the…

Six degrees of separation is the theory that everyone and everything is six or fewer steps away, by way of introduction, from any other person in the world, so that a chain of “a friend of a friend” statements can…

Afterwards It was my last night in San Miguel de Allende. Niels and I were standing atop an overlook, taking photos of the city. A few people came, had a look, stayed for a short while, then left. Eventually, a…