“He who has not Christmas in his heart will never find it under a tree.” –Roy L. Smith A garland of stars on our Christmas tree. Oh, what fun this tree will see in the next few days. Day 84 of 365
Tag: winter
Late Afternoon at the Lighthouse
This is the North Point Lighthouse in Milwaukee’s Lake Park along the bluffs overlooking Lake Michigan. This was not what I was planning on shooting but wow, the light was so sublime that I just had to stop . It was almost as if the sun, clouds, and lighthouse were calling to me – Hey,…… Continue reading Late Afternoon at the Lighthouse
Dark Forest
“The cradle rocks above an abyss, and common sense tells us that our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness.” –Vladimir Nabokov A foggy December day creates a dark and moody scene in Riverside Park, Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Day 77 of 365
The Tie That Binds
“We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear.” –from “Blest Be the Tie That Binds” by John Fawcett Day 74 of my 365 photo a day project. A rope fence along a path in the Milwaukee Rotary Centennial Arboretum along the Milwaukee River on the…… Continue reading The Tie That Binds
Window
My son peaking through a “window” in a fallen tree in Riverside Park, on the East Side of Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Day 73 of my 365 Project.
Native Grass
Native grass from a walk in the Milwaukee Rotary Centennial Arboretum in Riverside Park. The park is located on the East Side of Milwaukee, Wisconsin, along the Milwaukee River. Day 69 of my 365 photo a day project.
The Starting Point
“The starting point of discovering who you are, your gifts, your talents, your dreams, is being comfortable with yourself. Spend time alone. Write in a journal. Take long walks in the woods.” –Robin S. Sharma Riverside Park, Milwaukee, Wisconsin on an overcast, damp, cool, December afternoon. The day was pretty drab and dreary, but the…… Continue reading The Starting Point
Learning to Hop
My son is learning to jump and hop now. I wanted to capture this moment in a photo so I took three shots of him in action and then combined them into one image. The vintage polaroid/1970 photomat-look was added just because watching him grow up reminds my of my own childhood was back in the….well,…… Continue reading Learning to Hop
I Miss You Most of All
“The falling leaves drift by my window The falling leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sunburned hands I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I’ll hear old winter’s song But I miss you most of all, my darling When autumn leaves…… Continue reading I Miss You Most of All
Dreamland
I had a recurring dream when I was a kid. It was night. I was totally alone in a small hilltop village square, cobblestones beneath my feet.The street lamps were bright and the storefronts were lit up. In the center of the square stood a small kiosk with a clock. It was still and quiet…… Continue reading Dreamland