What is truth?
Something someone
Told us?
Something we
Believe in?
Truth is
A distant star
Something none
Of us can see
The only truth
Any of us
Can conceive of
Is a simple poem
or a story, perhaps
What is truth?
Something someone
Told us?
Something we
Believe in?
Truth is
A distant star
Something none
Of us can see
The only truth
Any of us
Can conceive of
Is a simple poem
or a story, perhaps

–photo by me






I’ve been unhappy, from time to time, but I’ve never had the experience of being depressed. Maybe it was my difficult childhood that I can now thank for my bouyancy in these troubled times. I know depression sometimes has absolutely nothing to do with a person’s situation, it can be strictly chemical.
However, I don’t like to tout my happiness too loudly, lest the universe decides it’s time to teach me a lesson. I’ve been down that road. Happy freaky Friday!!
–Photo art by me

photo by me





–photos by me
“Vaccinations completed. Flip the switch, minion!”

a partridge plays dead–
his act, dead on, but his eyes,
a dead giveaway
–photo by me





–photo by me