Practicing mindfulness, I really looked at this bird house when I came upon it in a friend’s yard. What would it look like to a bird?

Our January blooms are sprawling wildly, bursting with color, ignoring the season, crowding each other and competing for Most Beautiful.

Glover Gardens’ first guest blogger shares memories of his grandmother with a beautiful translation of Still by Jupiter Jones.

A “dressed up for Christmas” photo of a Sandman from Pass Christian, Mississippi.

The bike was poised and ready to go, an analog transporter waiting in the Gulf Coast sun to take someone somewhere.

A gorgeous, fiery sun merging with the horizon while it generously backlit the clouds and turned the evening sky into a work of art deserving of a haiku.

Going to work in the dark.. Sometimes the urge to capture a moment strikes when I least expect it. At a red light. Waiting. Thinking. Looking, and perhaps more importantly, seeing. This was our view (the car and me) early this morning at a stop…

Hummingbirds work hard. They do what needs to be done.

A Glover Gardens story with a moral. Bye-Bye, Paper Plates – We Love Trees More than You We’ve given up the daily use of paper plates for meals at Glover Gardens, in deference to trees. It’s a little thing, but seems right. For a blogger,…

“Don’t take the picture, let the picture take you,” is how this noir-reminiscent image from a walking tour in New Orleans came about.

A video and photos of an unexpected Memorial Day weekend snowstorm in central Colorado, and a haiku to capture the feeling.

An early morning foray into the empty streets of the city as it prepared for another day of a vibrant festival.

I thought this picture was about the birds, until I saw the sky.

Everything was eye candy on the Santa Monica Pier.

A deepening interest in photography and following certain blogs has me seeing things differently these days.

Looking out the hotel window at Edinburgh Castle, it was one of those magical moments when the light is just right, and you get a photo you didn’t expect.

I’m back at work this week after almost 3 weeks off during the holidays, and the 50+ minute commute has held some amazing sights.

A magnificent bighorn sheep posed for me, turning this way and that. He was either mildly amused or mildly annoyed, and we enjoyed a few moments together. Three haiku and these photos are the result.

An evening walk, camera in hand, through the Place Victor Hugo roundabout in Paris. Rush hour has never been so fascinating.

30 seconds of the never-ending magic at the Place du Trocadero beneath and across from the Eiffel Tower. Go. Experience it. Let me know what you think.