A study in the trees of winter…
There’s a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons — That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes — Heavenly Hurt, it gives us — We can find no scar, But…
There’s a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons — That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes — Heavenly Hurt, it gives us — We can find no scar, But…
Jeff here has always made it a professional goal to combat “staleness” at every opportunity. Sometimes that means loading up a Brownie camera and going and shooting 120 film for…
As I mentioned yesterday, the Italy section of this journey is coming to a close. Since the flight is out of Rome, it seemed a shame to come all this…
Certain days are full of themes. It may seem a little artsy touchy-feely, but I sometimes will just wake up with a sense of the day and many of my…