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  • Her Golden Gaze

    Her Golden Gaze

    She slips behind the trees in robes of gold, and paints the scattered clouds with amber light; while in the flooded fields her gaze is told, a mirrored glow before she yields to night……

  • From Prune Faces to “Say Cheese”: A Weird History Lesson

    From Prune Faces to “Say Cheese”: A Weird History Lesson

    Sooo… get this little nugget of information from the past. I went down a rabbit hole of research this week after chatting with a coworker, and thought I’d share some photography history. Yeah, I…

  • Timeless Grace

    Timeless Grace

    Beneath a shifting, dramatic sky, polished classics rest in grace; where timeless beauty catches the eye, and latent power commands respect and space…

  • Happy Birthday, Phabulous Phantom!

    Happy Birthday, Phabulous Phantom!

    Seventy-two years ago today, in 1958, the McDonnell Douglas F-4 Phantom II took to the skies for the very first time. And yes, I do celebrate airplane birthdays. So don’t judge! 😜 Now, if…

  • The No-Wiggle-Room Guide to Beating Fear and Self-Doubt

    The No-Wiggle-Room Guide to Beating Fear and Self-Doubt

    How do you handle fear and self-doubt? Fear and self-doubt are sneaky little joy-killers. They usually show up uninvited right when you’re trying to step out of your comfort zone… or, in my case,…

  • Quiet Wisdom

    Quiet Wisdom

    Beside the quiet water’s edge it lies, an old log softened by time and skies; its bark now worn like stories gently told, a keeper of wisdom in rings of gold. In evening light,…

  • Remember…

    Remember…

    Remember the Marine who threw himself on a grenade to save a friend… Remember the bomber pilot fighting desperately to keep his burning aircraft under control long enough for his crew to bailout—remaining at…

  • Lavender Light

    Lavender Light

    Lavender blooms in her golden light, quiet as evening, soft as sight…

  • Turning Tomorrow

    Turning Tomorrow

    Her golden dust rises in the evening glow, as the old tractor rolls where quiet fields grow…