Arriving at Blue Lake
I arrived at Blue Lake agitated. Agitated, irritated, scared, anxious, worried, my mind all bundled up like a ball of …
I arrived at Blue Lake agitated. Agitated, irritated, scared, anxious, worried, my mind all bundled up like a ball of …
A tale of Dukka Dukka and a moment of liberation. When I arrived at the garden my head was full …
A while back my glasses fell apart and I discovered my only back ups were 10 yrs old and NOT …
Loving what you photograph in the sense espoused by Buber won’t make you a better photographer or give you better …
One of my stories is that life is short and I grow old. The pressure to share, to contribute, to …
“Robert, it’s important to learn to shoot from the heart.” Nancy constantly reminded me just as she nagged me to …
I am in a hurry. A rush. I want what I want and I want it now or at least …
I have a friend who has a nasty dis-ease and every day I see him I see the toll it takes. It …
I think I was just a mile or two east of Bayfield when I crossed an invisible threshold and stepped into …
We were sitting in the cemetery the Preacher and I seeking shelter from the summer storms and taking refuge in …