Facing Forward, Pursuing Progress
My interest in photography started back in elementary school, and I studied it all through high-school. The shift from analog/film to digital changed so very much, yet so much remains the same.
Frog song
Bold moonlight
Sudden awareness
Thinking of those moments where one is working dillgently, fully absorbed, then abruptly aware of time’s passage. The last moment outside our mind sunlight dominated. Then, darkness, moonlight, and the frogs chanting their mantras.
Air in motion
Night sings ancient songs
Trees sway in the dark
Experimenting with Adobe Spark. Really enjoying the app.
An exploration with wordart from my leftover materials from my primary election guide.
within the darkness
memories of the daylight
as I seek to rest
This is my first experiment with Adobe Spark. I find Canva a bit more intuitive at first blush. I’ll see where that goes. As I have a Creative Suite subscription, Spark makes significant economic sense.
sunlight climbing down
from the mountains to the west
the bees contented
another day past
feeling the grace of sunlight
soon, petals will fall
walking in sunlight
renewed life fueled by its grace
moving through my space
Living in the suburbs north of Seattle, I see many flowers. You probably have no trouble discerning that from my posts. As a young man, I fled these burbs. Life’s sense of humor, though, kicked in hard. I know life just about a hundred feet from the house I grew up in.
The passing time brings perspective. Now I feel a deep love for this place. My connections deep: friendships, history, I can look at a spot and talk about decades of change, and stability. These suburbs resist change well, but not perfectly.
These flowers which bored me as a boy and young man, well, they now bring me happiness. Years of growth, of death, of change, yet the bees still buzz, flowers still bloom, and summer becomes autumn.
cool air
I rejoice
summer calmed
walking near the shore
the scent of salt air delights
flowers worship sun
standing in sunlight
as I’m moving through summer
the breeze bearing life