
like our lakes,
when our lives are calm,
our secrets
are concealed,
but when a little wind blows,
our truths are revealed

–photos by me

like our lakes,
when our lives are calm,
our secrets
are concealed,
but when a little wind blows,
our truths are revealed

–photos by me
Every now and then I like to post a few of the photos I’ve accumulated, so here are 10 of my favorites mostly from the last year or so.










–Photos by me




–photos by me

Well, a mallard hen known as Annette
Was a master at playing hard-to-get,
For she thought it was cute
And remained resolute–
Till the drake and her young sister met.
–Photo by me

i’m going fishing, i don’t care
seems there’s troubles everywhere–
oops! i left my phone at home!
too late now, i’m almost there.
–photo by me






–photos by me

sunrise in the wilds–
a river becomes a slice
of heaven on earth
–photo by me

breakwater walk-ways–
the closest we can come to
walking on water
–photo by me

wildflowers, everywhere

sunflowers, with stately air

water lily, so pure and clean

rapeseed, sounds obscene
–photos by me

some people ask how i get all these pics,
so i’m telling you one of my favorite tricks–
here’s how i beat other folks to the punch:
when they’re having breakfast,
i’m having lunch
–photo by me