Autumn Golden Hour Palette

Sitting with some neighbors, socially distanced of course, I looked out across their yard towards our house. My ever elusive Muse kicked nudged me and said the "golden hour" light was just too good to pass up so I snapped a few quick shots of the trees separating our yards. The result was more than …

Worded Wednesday

On the motionless branches of some trees, autumn berries hung like clusters of coral beads, as in those fabled orchards where the fruits were jewels . . . ~Charles Dickens It's here! Summer has finally gone on vacay to the southern hemisphere, and Autumn is moving into the neighborhood.  I've no idea what these berries …

Stand back! She hit the mother load!

My muse kept pushing forcing nudging me to pay attention to her on the way to a recent appointment. With a hundred things racing through mind, she insisted I take my eyes off the road and look at the spectacular scenery that I was passing by. So I did. Thankfully, no one was behind me …

Every green thing bursts into vivid radiance

Can you believe this color? Very, very little was done to this shot. I sharpened it and adjusted the tones just a smidge. The leaves of this maple tree literally looked like they were on fire. And then I found a great prose to accompany the shot. A hidden fire burns perpetually upon the hearth …