Category: timely

Things you thought you knew seem different. It’s like the edges move. Something there? I don’t walk in the woods after dark.

Keeping this theme of spring going. We are having exceptional weather the past few days. Blue sky, no wind, and temps in the mid-sixties. Dad used to say, “we’ve been fortunate with the weather”. I agree with him, and we have indeed been fortunate. Even still, it is winter, and nature’s colors are muted for…

The peak of spring. It lasts so briefly you wouldn’t believe it even existed if not for writers, painters, photographers and all artists that capture it at a moment to savor throughout the year.

Winter has only now just started. We haven’t had any snowfall or below zero temperatures yet. But still, it’s not too early to think about spring and the color it brings.

I love the long road of sunlight shining down on the condo ground in this image.

West woods picking up a little snowfall.

They’re coming in with today’s delivery from up north.

After a nighttime training mission this one is making an approach to the landing field.

U.S. Air Force Museum in Dayton, Ohio.

The things we make. Can you imagine?

Most of the time the West Wood Branch runs dry. When we get rain day after day it will fill and there have been a couple of times where it spills over the banks and floods the yard. We built the bridge four years ago to give access to the other side of the woods.…

These two. Hardly never apart.

This one blooms in the winter with flowers that persist nearly until spring. She is more the gardener than me. I watch things grow. Sometimes water them and pick up fallen leaves and sticks. The orchid is one of those plants that almost begs me to get my camera and take a picture of it.…

They walked in the woods in the late afternoon that day. I love the long shadows on snow contrasting with the lines of the bare stand-up trees.

It’s the time of year again for the winter storms to bring snow instead of rain to our lives. I get to take the deck off the John Deere and put the snow blade on it. This will be the fourth year that I’ve had the snow blade. Each year we’ve had a big enough…

The flag was new. I waited until after noon on Memorial Day to display it for the first time. Dad had died two days prior, and I was feeling reverent and respectful. The flag is faded now with a bit of wear evident around the edges. I’ve added a longer pole to it, so it…

This display of a collection of political campaign buttons appeals to me for a number of reasons. One year I wore a button, it was green background with white letters that read “It’s time – Casey for Senate”. Four years later I wore a similar button that read “This time – Casey for Senate”. Casey…

You may notice that my photography leans towards outdoors settings. The gardens and woods around the condo. I don’t have to travel far for that, something I appreciate. My love of nature contrasts with my lifelong work in tech. Nature renews itself each year in seasons of dormancy and growth. Tech expands in capitalist cycles…

We stayed at Abe Martin Lodge in Brown County State Park for a few days back then. They burned this fire on the grounds of the lodge one night while we were there. I think fire is a great subject for photography. Light captured by a tool made to capture light.

Sometimes it is best to be patient. Be careful out there.

Outdoor temperatures are dropping. Winter is a month away but folks who go somewhere south for the season have already hit the road. We stay put. She had the kids help her with putting out winter decorations in the yard yesterday. I heard that more than two inches of snow was on the ground northeast…

The weekend after Thanksgiving. We hosted the family Thanksgiving dinner as she has for each of the eleven years that we have been here at the condo. There were twenty-six of us here this year. It comes and goes in a blur to me actually. So much to do to get ready for and then…

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The lights are synchronized to recordings of the Indianapolis Symphony Orchestra playing popular holiday music. Lights race up and down the yard. Globes and trees shine on and off. Colors change. All in beat to the music. It’s a wonderful thing to see and hear. Looking at just one picture you might not know about…

Winterlights display at Newfields last night. We have children who amaze us with their thoughtfulness and generosity. They took us to see the sights and sounds of this magical display. It was cold with a slight mist, almost snow, perfect weather for walking the garden of lights. So nice. On the way home we drove…

Brand new monarch. Maybe thirty minutes after emerging from its chrysalis. It moves its wings slowly, letting them grow and stretch in the sunlight. They’ll get nicked and cut as she goes about life, but they’re perfect now. A new life. A month prior there was a different life. One that crawled along the milkweed…

Lines and shapes and repeating patterns of three. If it were summer, we’d see nothing but the trees. I like it this way, on a still winter’s day. I can imagine curling smoke from a screened fireplace rising through the chimneys. No need to go anywhere. We’ll wait till spring. Stay well.