• Get Up!

    We got a nice depth of snow last week, it made the winter landscape come alive.  And lent itself for some beautiful pictures to be taken across the pond. Other then waiting for snow to come and go this Winter. I have been painting. Stretching my boundaries out and creating confidance as I go. At…


  • Embers

    She was born with winter in her bones, a frigid wind within each lung. She had skin that rivaled morning frost, her touch a bitter cold that stung. Her only love in life was fire, how it caressed and warmed her skin. She gave her heart to feed its embers, and let it melt her…


  • Photography

    I love, LOVE, photography. I love to just dive my focus into pictures. The angles, the compositions, colors, or lack of. It is like, poetry without words to me. I want to find the beginning and the end, of the why’s and silent story of, every frame. Perhaps I am being overly passionate. If it’s…