Sunday, November 24, 2013


Staying warm and avoiding Memory Lane.

Wednesday, November 20, 2013


There is still a lot of color remaining in the leaves. It seems as though they are hanging on longer than usual, but that's probably just my poor memory. Not important. What came before doesn't really matter. Why compare one year to the last?

Monday, November 18, 2013


In my usual style of overreaction, I had vowed yesterday to take a break from posting photos... for a couple of weeks.I had no intention of not taking pictures, just not putting them online. The thinking was that if I wasn't concerned with what I was going to publish, I would take more risks with my photography. I think that is a good idea - in principle.

Long story short - I lasted one day. I took some interesting photos during my twenty-four hour sabbatical. ( I have to laugh at myself sometimes) I chose to shoot 'bases". The places where objects rest. It was a good exercise... got me away from the leaves. Here is one that I especially  liked:

Now, about that red leaf redux... I found out that it is a Scarlett Oak leaf and I may just shoot it every year until I die.

So, I failed at keeping my photos to myself but I will try to be more creative with my subject matter.

Sunday, November 17, 2013

Five Year Old Leaf

I really am in a creative rut. I took these two photos five years apart:


As I've said before, I often go back to my photo galleries from a year, two, five years ago to see what I was shooting at that time. Not only did I shoot these on nearly the same day in November, but I also took photos of the cats for Christmas cards. AND photos of my leaf-covered driveway.... Sigh... I have some serious work to do.

Friday, November 15, 2013

Leaving Autumn

I was surprised to see how long it's been since I posted anything here.
Not much to share, nothing to say?
Life moves; inching forward and
leaping at the same time.
Days and nights come and go and before we've adjusted to the light,
another year has gone. Survival. Survival depends on not scrutinizing the 
details of life too closely. Don't
pull at that thread; don't stop too long; don't
linger with the memories. They will blur your view until you
are stuck. Unable to move, while everything, everything else moves on.