You’ve heard it before … I miss you all, and I’m trying to get back into regular posting. Until then, I’m going to share my photos from Monochromia.
Believe it or not, I save all of the email notifications from your blogs. Someday soon (I hope) I’ll be visiting!
Friday evening, and for the first time in awhile, I had my camera in hand.
As I walked into the kitchen the other day, I saw the fading blooms on what had been a bright yellow fall mum. Past it’s prime, the blooms still drew my eye and my camera.
The demands of new job and civic work will continue to interfere with my ability to post more than a single image for the next few weeks. Soon though, I’ll be back on track, and until then, I thank you for being here even if I don’t get over to your place.
In the meantime, for those in the US, please make sure you make a plan to vote, and then be sure to follow that plan.
Frightening days, indeed.
Just a few more shots from the Flower Seller at the Farmers Market.
Visit Monochromia to see this first image in B&W. Do you have a preference?
Next time I’ll bring my camera!
What is it about sunflowers that make us happy?
My sister and I spent a few hours in downtown Roanoke this past Saturday while waiting on my motorcycle to get it’s 10,000 mile check.
Breakfast. Exploring the Farmers Market. Just being silly.
In addition to all that goodness, I found out that it was the Voltage Regulator that was draining my bike battery. Problem Solved!
It was a beautiful ride home! Next time I’ll bring the camera!
Life is full of them.
Work. Volunteer. Chores. Play.
And then there is WordPress. Posting our own blogs and visiting others.
After visiting as many of you as possible, it’s time to move on for the night.
I’ll be back soon with photos from time on the water and time on the bike.
On the way to work this morning, I pulled over to find solace behind the lens.
The news out of America, each and every day this week, has been devastating. Frankly, it’s been this way for much longer than a week.
We are a terribly divided nation.
I’ve seen people asking for prayers for Police Officers, without mention of the victims of racial, gender, and sexual violence.
I’ve seen people asking for prayers for the vicims of racial, gender, and sexual violence, without mention of the Police Officers.
We cannot let violence divide us any more than it already has.
I wish the rain could wash away the hate and the violence, but since it can’t we must unite to Stop the Violence!
As I sit here, listening to the pouring rain, I am horrified by the violence. I grieve for the families.
I am saddened and frightened by the divisiveness and hate, and I am angry that we can’t seem to find any solutions to the violence.