Category: Photographs

My Soul

The path does not go upward; it goes down, which for some rea­son is a sur­prise. I guess I’m so used to paths in the moun­tains I’m not sure exact­ly what to do with one that descends into a val­ley. I’m car­ry­ing my cam­era and one wide angle zoom lens hid­den under my rain­coat. It… Con­tin­ue read­ing My Soul

Reflections at Palm Canyon

At the bot­tom of a rocky canyon grow the native Cal­i­for­nia Fan Palms, in clus­ters along an unex­pect­ed water­course. It is a wind­ing oasis under the bril­liant, raw sun, an ancient home of the Cahuil­la peo­ple. I have to be care­ful of the rat­tlesnakes here, for the water attracts them, but in the­o­ry, assum­ing I… Con­tin­ue read­ing Reflec­tions at Palm Canyon

Sometimes Silence

Some­times silence does all the talk­ing. Sum­mer slides away and we look into the faces of the dahlias and ros­es to see how they show not tell. This is what it is to find anoth­er: an eye to the blos­som­ing stars, irra­di­at­ed galax­ies of col­or and form, freed, like hous­es turned inside out to wel­come every vis­i­tor, bee and ant… Con­tin­ue read­ing Some­times Silence