On Patrol

I have no faith that humanity will ever evolve sufficiently to understand that war is not necessary, and is an expensive rage against reason. Still, a pretty tank, me thinks.

Bricks and Time

Living things become old and die. Man made things will also perish, if not maintained. Paint peels, mortar crumbles, and bricks will fall to the earth and break apart.

Colorful Exit

Summer yields to autumn, and in so doing offers a wondrous departure.

Oh Bloody Hell

Just when I thought I’d seen it all. While shooting, it felt like I was being watched.

Reverence

An unknown, for me, the question of religion in general, and the afterlife in particular.

Fading Maple Leaf

Late last fall I scooped up this leaf and shot this image at home. Somehow, even in the throes of death it remained gorgeous, maintaining a dignified and regal presence.

Winter Fence

Thank goodness for my snowblower. 12 more inches. I’d be dead shoveling.