This is a photo that I snapped after Brian and Snow returned from their quest of hunting mushrooms. Apparently Snow had discovered a creek and decided that since he was so very weary from walking, that he'd just lie down in the cool water.

"There was a little boy once upon a time, Who in spite of his young age and small size knew his mind. For every copper penny and clover he would find, Make a wish for better days, the end of hard times. For no more cold feet - cold, cold, cold, cold feet."

Let's bring our troops home.

I find cemeteries utterly fascinating and have been known to wander them aimlessly and for hours on end, snapping a shot here and there. The headstones are curious things, I think. Full of history and beauty. I took a series of photographs not too long ago with a black & white disposable camera. I was hoping for a grainy, slightly "old movie" effect to the photos and that's exactly what I achieved.

I do believe that the residents in my small, rural town find me unbelievably quirky. I suppose that's not a bad thing, really. It rather amuses me.

It's been awhile since I've posted. Real life has this annoying way of slapping one in the face and interfering in one's blogging. On the upside of things, I've designed a new piece or two of jewelry and am currently toying with the idea of inquiring about displaying some of my black & white photography at the local library. It never hurts to ask, right?

Here's a shot that I took last summer. I find inner peace whilst viewing it.

A series of black and white shots of my favorite subject, Snow.