The Hole

There’s this hole. Piercing and stifling. Then again, maybe it’s not a hole but a window.

Entitled Tabby

Curb your entitlement ways. Your expectations reveal your naïveté. You’re just going to have to play nice with the others.

Some days its nice to see simply black and white in this gray world in which we exist.

The concept of perception is on my mind. See something-or someone one way, then another breaks my perception – that tricky little fox.

Listening to the hum of the AC. Will this heat wave – in September – ever end. Thinking about a fur ball rolling in the snow.

Some days I want to stay in my sanctuary. Safe. Cozy. Mine.

As nature transforms for fall, take time to enjoy the precious light and flowers before they bid adieu.

Just when you think you have control, here comes a gust. Time to go after it and bring it home.

A photographer’s eye is always searching. Looking for a unique perspective. Both literally and figuratively.