On a clear cool evening at my folk’s house, a magical moment was shared. There was an outside light streaming through the window which seemed eerily too bright. I peered out the window and instantly realized the source of the brilliant luminosity. The powerful heavenly beam drew me outside like a moth drawn by a flame. Studying…
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“To Catch Trout” — A Daughter’s View
After taking his good-natured ribbing, Dad obliged my request and humored me. Posing as my fly fishing model, I got as many photographs as my cold feet could handle. The creek is always brisk even on the warmest days, yet on this cool early Summer morning the temperature seemed extraordinarily chilly. After arriving home and…
“Horse Trading” — Letting Go Of Old Habits
The older gentleman had lived the last 50 years nestled comfortably in the rich earthy aroma of this log cabin. He had grown to relish his freedom and independence. Yet, father time was catching up — he had recently celebrated reaching his 10th decade. “Only old people get old”, he always exclaimed. Was his Southern…
“Silent Night at Em’s Cabin”
Emilie purchased this historic cabin and moved it to her backyard. Her love and care have preserved its character and charm. A few years back, my husband and I asked if we could take a few photos . . . . Permission was granted. Many miles separate us from Emilie, yet we’ve become steadfast…
“What’s for Supper?”
This hand-me down creel accompanied my Dad on numerous fishing adventures for over 40 years. No doubt the decades of fishy aroma attracted the investigated skills of this four legged bruin. Blending several photographs, I was able to paint this fanciful scene. I’ve always been interested in challenging myself in my creative pursuits. This venture…
“Crossing Over”
My deeply held respect for the ocean stems from a vivid childhood memory. I was struggling, my strength was no match against the powerful rip current. I was about to cross over when suddenly a guardian angel – a lifeguard – saved me. The soft pastel colors of the sky contrast with the thorny…
“Detour” – The Charred Cabin
As we’re making our life journeys, sometimes there are detours put before us. I remember a song by David Wilcox, where he talks about that proverbial fork in the path. When we meet that fork what do we do? We can travel down one of those paths a short distance and keep looking back, ready…
