Blue silo, purple sky
sweet child of mine
Blown away by this version of Guns N Roses' – Sweet Child O Mine.
I think it's fantastic when artists feel free to recreate well known songs.
winter of my discontent
Packed in the barn for the winter, these ewes and their lambs live in a sort of dim twilight. Light but not light. Warmer but not warm. I feel as though I have something in common with the sheep. I am tired of the winter. I am tired of being packed inside. I am tired of not being warm, even in my own home. I am tired of the damp. I am tired of the wind. I am tired of the dark. I am tired of the ice and snow.
I am tired.
2013 photo book
Each year, for the past few years, I've printed a small number of photo books and given them to my friends, family, and those that have really encouraged my photography. The last of the 2013 books is now in the mail and I can finally show them off to the rest of you fine people.
You can download and view your copy here: 2013 photo book
onions and colander
winter farms
The weather has been horrendous here in Ohio. This is the winter that just won’t quit. We’ve long been into record breaking cold and snow territories. Grey skies are the norm and those of us that suffer from the winter blues have been struggling.
Fotununately, this past Saturday was one of the rare clear days. The blue skies were gorgeous. The sun made the freezing temperatures feel bearable, if just for a single day.
I couldn’t resist the temptation to go for a nice long drive deep into the farm country. Mile after mile of snow covered fields were punctuated with the occasional barn or farm house. With every passing minute, I could feel my own grey mood lifting and by the end of the long drive, I felt recharged. I’m good for a few more weeks of winter.
mo mo’s morning
bel air
Sunday morning, Josh and I went for a drive and had breakfast out. He was driving and quickly learned to handle my sudden screams of "Stop!" He never even complained. This is one of the resulting photos.
I love to drive around in the morning with no destination in mind. I never know what I will find.
ice fishing
Here in Springfield. Ohio, we don't normally get enough cold to freeze the lakes over completely or thick enough to support ice fishing. In the 20 years that I have lived here, this is the first time that I have seen ice fishing.
While I have been thinking that I am not stupid enough to sit on the cold ice and fish, I just realized that I was stupid enough to stand there and take pictures. I think it's all a case of perspective.
Have a wonderful day, folks.










