Bridge Over Water

Shot with an iPhone 12 There is a river that sloshes against the man made bank. There are waves that crash against the pillars. There is a family of ducks that has learned to call this place home. I've seen them and watched them grow. There are lines here that were meticulously crafted. That were... Continue Reading →

The Clouds Roll in at Midnight

And as I watch the clouds roll in, I’m hopeful for the rain. I’m hopeful for the change they will bring and the new day ahead. It is easy to get hung up on the small inconveniences life brings. Like rain or having a bad day. It’s even easier to waste time trying to control... Continue Reading →

Today is a Fireball

Lately I've been contemplating my own mortality. A natural step in the human experience. It unavoidable truth that forever looms over us the moment we step out of the womb and despite trying to forget it's existance, it is a truth that is forever present.I wonder if animals ponder on this too. If in the... Continue Reading →

Grass in the Wind

A single blade of grass. Watch as it flows with the morning breeze. Watch as it is wisked away by outside forces. It's future is predetermined. Its expiration date has been set and yet it still stands tall, uncaring or unconcerned.  Today it waits for the sunrise. It enjoys it's majesty. Tomorrow it could ffall... Continue Reading →

Morning Routine

Shot with an iPhone 12 When I was younger I used to rise before the sun. I would hear the ringing of the alarm clock in the other room and listen to the shuffling that followed as the house filled with the sent of instant coffee. I would pretend to sleep as my mother would... Continue Reading →

Architecture in Negative Space

It is through the perfection of life that we see beauty. I find that it is in the mistakes of the world where true beauty lies. There is an obsession with the standardization of beauty. Rules and guidelines that define a very limited definition of beauty. And when we expect life to be a certain... Continue Reading →

Morning Lakewater

The world is still at 6 am. The water crashes on the bank and the light breeze brushes up against the flowers as they open up, ready for a new day.The sun reaches over the horizon. It kisses the clouds first. Corresses with a warm and loving touch and colors them pink and orange and... Continue Reading →

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