When you need a chance to find yourself

Icy mud puddle

365Project January 2018

A friend recently reminded me of all the wonders inside a library.

When I started taking my photography seriously

155 years ago, in the spring of 1863, this Virginia farm was one of several caught between the Confederate and Union armies

It’s not about making a statement, sometimes it’s about memories.

As a child I remember traveling in my parent’s station wagon

Do you remember when we waited on the mail?

I’ve been debating about what to write for my first blog post and finally decided an introduction would be a nice start.