Swamp shadows

Like the desperate, and futile struggles of hapless victims caught in quicksand, pale limbed trees reach out of the swamp. Entrapped in a net of duckweed, strangling the color and life out of any competing plant, smothering it under a blanket of vibrant green, their shadows claw for a handhold, a life line out of the muck.

Barn finds

Old barn exterior

The Grandparent Road-trip Tour of 2014 concluded with a minimal amount of tears, angst, over-eating, and agitation, and an abundance of laughter, hugs, and love. Setting out last Saturday, we put an additional 1,900 miles on our car traveling from Florida to Arkansas, across the whole of Tennessee, and back to Florida - passing through … Continue reading Barn finds

Grounded

I went to ground for my photo hike this week, and tried to get a different perspective on a familiar walking trail. Even though Florida doesn't go through the typical fall foliage changes, there is still early evidence of autumn's pending arrival, with magnolias dropping their red berries and pines shedding cones. While I'm usually alone … Continue reading Grounded