SOLITARY TRAVELER PHOTOGRAPHY

On a rainy Friday, just before Christmas, in a singular, freak moment that night - I slipped on wet concrete, my feet giving way from...

For the better part of the last few months, I was in a funk and I needed to find a way to break out of it. Heck, if it took gettin' down...

As I was wrapping up the writing on my blog "Heading For The Light" on November 28, news reports were slowly filtering in from the other...

When I was a kid, I had my own little Saturday morning ritual. Starting around 1980, not long after my father passed, I'd make a bee line...

In recent weeks, the steady flow of images from Yours Truly began slowly diminishing to a near halt. And it was no fault of my sometimes...

I had great hopes for Sunday morning. The rain that had soothed me to sleep the night before (and believe me, there's nothing more...

Winter is always the toughest season for photography - at least for myself, anyway. If you've kept pace with my blogs, you already know...

For the better part of the latter months of 2015 and even into the new year, it seemed as though the expected cold weather in the Smokies...

Things were becoming a bit.......stale. From the day I arrived here in Western North Carolina, I've had very little trouble finding...