What do you do when on a “vacation” dedicated explicitly to photography?
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Tag: Monochrome
Black Day in the Scottish Highlands
They call it The Glen of Tears.
Located in a treeless valley, steep cliffs on either side, its rugged beauty belies a historical incident of such treachery its infamy lives on, 325 years later.
The 1400 Year Old Monk
Once upon a time, in the dim mists of history there lived a monk named Kevin.
The Birds And The Bees
There comes a time in every person’s life that a certain discussion needs to be had, either as the presenter of certain life-affirming facts, or as the recipient. While I suspect most of you gentle readers would consider yourselves well versed in these facts, perhaps today I can shed a new light upon them.
Yes, today we’re going to talk about the birds and the bees.
Portland Walkabout
My storytelling muse hasn’t been amusing itself lately. So rather than a cohesive “Once Upon A Time”, here are a few vignettes from recent wanderings around town.
Haiku in Shades of Gray
Afternoon Visit
In A Japanese Garden
Feeling Shades Of Gray
Following A Path
Entry To Serenity
Nature’s Softer Side
Branches Twist And Turn
Tendrils of a tree’s soul
Gives Calming Patterns
A Mossy Clearing
Pagoda Climbs To Heaven
The Maple Watches
A Glyph Guards The Frame
Of Quiet Tea Ceremonies
House With Autumn Moon
A Solid Presence
Ancient Anchor To The World
Crafted Wall Of Rocks
A Gentle Dripping
Calming Sounds Refresh The Air
Stress Draining With Water
An Old Tree Provides
Patterns Of Bark And Needles
Beauty Of Aging
Sandy Sacrifice
The Buddha Faces Tigers
Garden Of Stone
Lake Of Raked Gravel
Geometric Distances
The Islands Ripple
Winding Stairs Climb
A Rocky Hill Surrenders
The Spirit Ascends
Miniature Vignettes
For Pondering Natures Soul
Garden Says Goodbye
Weekend at Timothy’s
Stepping out of my tent, taking a sip of fresh mountain air, I greeted the birds and thought, what will we be doing today?
Punch Bowl
Mythology tells us the Greek gods ate ambrosia and drank nectar, giving them strength and immortality. But what sort of vessel could contain such a potion? No mere cup suffices.
Park Places
When is a cathedral not a church?
