A standout

“You’ll never find it,” Bobbi said, kicking at dry leaves blowing against her feet.

“He left a gift,” Jules said, her hand shading her eyes from the sun. “so he also left a way to find it.”

Bobbi and Jules stood at the corner of a vast meadow, a small grove of elms and oak trees stood at its center. A scattering of leaves, turning shades of ocher and brown in the fall chill, covered the entire field.

“There,” Jules pointed slightly east of the grove.

A white mushroom stood out among the leaves like a signal beacon.

“Told you.”

Inspiration: Gift
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Inspiration: Mushroom

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I believe all good fiction includes an element of truth, and all good photography includes an element of fantasy. In this journal I hope to give voice to the stories swirling around in my head, and to capture the images I see through my camera’s lens.

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