The Sunday Post: Send me Dead Flowers

How is it August already? I can’t say it doesn’t feel like the dog days of summer, though. I like to sit outside as much as possible but lately if I don’t get out there first thing it’s too warm to sit out on either balcony for very long. It’s noon now and I’m out…

A Real Peach

For years I’ve held on to a belief that I don’t like peaches. The reality is though that I don’t remember ever trying them. Maybe there were peaches in one of those canned fruit cocktails we got in school. I remember that I used to just eat the grapes. I don’t remember having peaches at…


Just some old, ordinary tools, catching my eye in an extraordinary way. In response to this week’s (extra)ordinary photo challenge.

I’m a little teapot, short and stout.

I’m a little teapot, short and stout. Here is my handle, and here is my spout. When I get all steamed up hear me shout Tip me over and pour me out. In response to this week’s photo challenge: From Every Angle.

Just a Blur

In preparation for my upcoming show this fall, I spent last Saturday afternoon practicing with my camera, a backdrop, a tripod, and whatever I could get my hands on that would pose for me. A couple hundred shots of “still life” later, I intentionally panned my camera as I released the shutter to get a…

Scale is Relative

For this week’s photo challenge: scale.  When compared to a pea, anything can seem large. (My 200th post!!!)