A Bole of Sisters...

Late morning walk. Central Oregon in October.
It's crisp. It's clear. I can't capture a landscape photo worth a damn.
But I saw a great old tree. And it afforded me a great view through a 'Y' in it's bole.
Why not? It was lovely. And a chipmunk was nibbling at my shoes.
Doesn't get much sweeter than that.

Of late...

Apollo calls it a day.
The Santa Monica mountains, Calabasas, CA



Canis chillius
A chilly dog before breakfast? Yes, indeed!
Shy on a cold Oregon morning.
Photo: Jennifer Wilson




Passive predation. Sap trap presents a sticky situation.



Nymphalis californica





Vertebra.




Apollo calls it another day.
Interstate 5, somewhere south of Redding, CA




Thank you and good night.

Repose, Redux

Yeah, it's been a while since my last post.
I'm leaving for the big O (Oregon, that is) in a couple of days... should provide some good photo postage. So stay tuned...
In the meantime, I'll leave ya with an image with vintage.

This image was captured about 30 seconds after "Repose, Unposed" (see earlier post).
Ribald? Debatable. Art? Possibly. Beautiful? I say yes.
But that's just me...

Citrus Sinensis

The humble orange...



...and it's nutrient collecting ally.

It's been a while since my last post.
Life sometimes works that way... Inspiration is a fickle thing.
Then, one day you open the back door.
Funny, I don't recall hearing a knock...

2100 Square Feet

A 30' x 70' yard seems pretty small... until you really look at it.


One inch from the earth, two from the driveway.


Window blique.





This fellow landed on my left hand whilst taking
an unrelated photo. Note his cargo.

Victory

...the bicycle racer must see everything.

Repose. Unposed.

Available light.
Late night television, table lamp and sheet.
The only thing I touched was the shutter release.
Some shapes just work.
Santa Barbara, CA

опьяненный

Inebriated. It was late. It had been a long night of ballet dancing.
The Artistic Director, a Russian, invited us over for dinner and drinks.
At some point a gauntlet was thrown down. Wrong move. Check Mate. Red trousers.
Virtual sousing courtesy of virtual sumi-e. Glendale, CA

Don't look back

January, 2002. 800 miles in 9 hours.
Kin lies dying in a bed behind me.
I'm running.
Dawn breaks at 120mph. Poetry has impeccable timing.
Somewhere outside of Phoenix, AZ

Low Contrast

We wanted to travel somewhere for our Winter holiday.
It was late December and weather would play a role in our choice of destination.
Naturally, we chose to visit the Pacific Northwest.
Cold.
Rain.
Snow.
Rain.
Lovely.



Grotto-esque. Butchart Gardens - Victoria, BC, Canada


I'm just a bill... Victoria, BC, Canada


Port. Above The Strait of Juan de Fuca, BC, Canada/WA


Ice on my feet. Vancouver, BC, Canada


Good aim. Butchart Gardens - Victoria, BC, Canada


Thinking about Dad. Beacon Hill Park - Victoria, BC, Canada




Have Caduceus, Will Travel. Butchart Gardens - Victoria, BC, Canada

Last Dance with C

We'd been dance partners for a while, C and I.
That relationship creates a special bond.
She would be leaving the country soon, but we had one final ballet left to perform.
In the wing, I handed my camera to my friend, Bob, asking him to snap a shot as we waited to take the first step of our last dance.
Then we danced.

Sin City - November, 2006

My mother recently moved to Las Vegas. Although photogenic in many familiar aspects, I would like to show another facet of Sin City.



Double Dapple. Las Vegas, NV


Birth. Las Vegas, NV


Fly. Las Vegas, NV


Pod. Las Vegas, NV


Chicken? Las Vegas, NV

Bend, Oregon - October, 2006

I've always loved the state of Oregon. It's being, it's meaning, what it protects and cherishes.
Recently, Jen had the opportunity to interact with Central Oregon in a special way.
She wanted us to return and experience it at our own pace. We did.


Window on the world. Tumalo, OR


Afternoon sap. Tumalo, OR


Leometopum Occidentale. Tumalo, OR


Us. Crater Lake, OR


Copilot. Somewhere between Weed, CA and Klamath Falls, OR


Home. Tumalo, OR



Murphy strikes again. South of Sacramento, CA

Scotland - September, 2005

Dad was gone. Several months had passed. Mom wanted to take us home.
Somewhere, somehow, a circle was completed.



My first glimpse of Home. Ever.


Anguish. Stirling Castle


Celtic Faith. Stirling Castle


The fair highland city of Inbhir Nis (Inverness)


Lidless Abbey. Holyrood House, Edinburgh


Sarcophagi. Holyrood House, Edinburgh


360 degree panorama. Arthur's Seat, Edinburgh


Glaciated Rock. Arthur's Seat, Edinburgh


To the Northeast. Edinburgh Castle


To the Northwest. Edinburgh Castle


War. Culloden Field.