When the swamp and the fog envelop a house…
Forces of nature at the Oregon coast.
A collection of ponchos, colorful and intricate.
Just one of the motions of a summer’s day.
It’s no golden sunrise, but my house in the early morning has a serene apprehension of the day ahead.
It’s nearly impossible to catch a dancer in anything but a blur. Liked this photo? Check out my What A Dancer Needs photo series!
In dance, most movements are important because they’re ephemeral, and this is no exception.
As seen in my kitchen: fresh produce.
Despite its holes, this fence is a wall between space developed by humans and space reserved for nature. It separates swampy marshlands from sidewalks at one of my favorite nearby parks. That park will never fail to remind me of the better times from high school: walking around its forest perimeter on dates, lazing around on…
Relaxation is the best reward.