Small dog in the big dunes. A stiff northwest breeze is blowing. Coquina runs. At dunetop, she’s a wavy whirl of flying fur. Always ready for the beach! Advertisements

Night flight. From the window seat. Lights down below… Red light on the wingtip. And a big blazing moon high above. The moonlight reflected over the distant ocean.

Ten, fifteen years ago, that’s the past, isn’t it? I’ve been reviewing past photographs, courtesy the window of my computer. Here are a few images that caught me. A trip […]

I’ve been poking around in the past, looking at photos from ten to fifteen years ago. Funny how how the baby grandchildren have gotten big. A little girl in a […]

Over twelve years ago, a gift of a digital camera re-opened my interest in photography. I have recently been revisiting my earliest digital photographs. Lately, I have been thinking about […]

Over the last few weeks, one of the thoughts that has glimmered along in my daily consciousness is the joy of sight. I felt that joy a few days ago, […]

We came to Oaxacan streets. We came to…. Colors… Crowds. Culebras. Crusts. Crossings. Camión de moto Carrying. Cleaning. Cradling. Cool!