Tarmac ribbons criss-crossing the landscape, dusty back roads twisting between the cool shadows of ancient pines, and less traveled pathways connecting present to past, all I wander, seeking, seeing, with my keyboard and camera capturing scenes and stories to share with you.

Now in its fifth year, this venue has become an important part of my life, a place where I can express my thoughts and feelings about the things I see and do, hoping the process brings me a bit closer to friends and family who enjoy sharing my sometimes chaotic and often nonlinear observations and ideas. A journal, I suppose, but one with which I find pleasure in thinking others are alongside me on my journey.

June 29, 2016

SOMETHING'S BREWIN' UP IN THE WESTERN SKY

... twenty minutes ago, to the south ...

... a few minutes later, to the northeast northwest ...

... then, still from my rooftop perch, a rather schizoid western sky ...

... now, it seems, something's about to happen in the atmosphere ...

... not that it's my intent to offend an entire industry, but i like it that there's always a great show on the big screen, price of admission a simple look ...

... when i was really confused ma offered up the advice, "you'll never make a mistake giving thanks," so, a lesson learned well, "thank you—thank you very much" ...

"When I admire the wonders of a sunset or the beauty of the moon,
my soul expands in the worship of the creator."
MOHANDAS KARAMACHAND GANDHI