It was the summer of 2012, in a barn, in Cygnet Ohio. Cygnet is one or two exits south of Bowling Green Ohio. It is entirely rural,...

Our relationship started, and developed as peers. It began in a book study. From the first time we met, I knew the instant you looked...

On my spiritual path, I have learned to value the lives of not only fellow humans, but the lives of all things, great and small. I am...

This story begins in the middle of a large field of sand. It is the middle of summer, and the route 24 project is fully underway. The...

A vulnerable story of my first, and unfortunately my second headshot experience. I can officially log my first headshot in the books. I...

Like Ships passing in the night. . . . The mood was one of finality. The workday was done. The sun was setting, and the last ferry of...

Publishing photos despite my worst critic's opinion . . . I've been an "auto" shooter for most of my life. In the last couple of years,...