Starting Over

Starting Over

I have noticed that my last postings are just under two years old. Not going to fill you full of a “catch up” story. Now that covid19 is slowing down, and hopefully for some time, I can get back to what I love to do. Create Images and tell you about them. Here is one of my many posts of what my “going forward” is going to look like. Well, as close as I can get it.

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Bikes I'd like to Buy

I am not all about photography, I do have hobbies outside of creating photographs and one happens to be cycling. Someday I hope to combined the two together into one site. For now I’ll post from time to time my cycling for you to enjoy.

Bike Spread Sheet

Bike Spread Sheet

The clean out

Well the clean out is going slow but steady. If I wasn’t so embarrassed by the accumulation of junk that littered the space, I would have shown you a before shot. Instead I will give a quick pick of a small pile of fabric for now and when it is mostly cleared out, I’ll post a photo.

While I’ve been cleaning I have run across images I’ve printed and framed from the past. They are in good shape but need a place to hang. I’ve also run across a few wedding photos that used to hang on the wall. It would be nice to do something with them for our 25th Anniversary come December. I’ll have to think on it.

Progress is slow but moving forward. I hope that the next post will have a cleared space for you to see. Until then have a great week.

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A life’s End

Back in September 2014 I created an image of this tree as a part of my 90-day project. Part of this project was to not only create an image but to tell a story about the photograph. This was day two’s image, and this is what I wrote.

“I was drawn to this tree due to the low branch a few feet above the ground and the almost stereotypical hole that needs an owl to fill it. The texture of the tree and the branches gave this tree this character of something from a book. And you know its old because you can almost read a story about its life here, the people who lived there and the events over the years in the bark of the tree and the twists of the branches.”

Well this spring when I was walking my dog, I visited the tree and come to find it in not so good of shape the branches were bare where other trees were sprouting leaves. Still, we had a wet season there maybe some hope. As the season changed it became clear that the tree had died and soon it too would be cut down.

Today was the day that the tree was cut down.