The Parking Garage
The road twisted down into the open mouth of the parking garage. Slow. Slow. Slowly descending into the earth.
The road twisted down into the open mouth of the parking garage. Slow. Slow. Slowly descending into the earth.
I actually had a tough time coming up with something to say about this image beyond the title. I called
Outside of the water droplets on the edge of this lily, it was the contrast of the orange against green that
Go slow please. On a multi-use walking / bike path like this one, it is pretty obvious why this was
“Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.” –T.S. Eliot This
Ah, the sign of a well organized basement or garage workshop. Rows upon rows of old mayonnaise and jam jars
Anyone want to go for a spin? Normally, I would answer this question with a yes!
Always vigilant, a tiny solitary Seuss-like tree stands alone in a vast never-ending grey.
“Something aches at the very core of me, something ancient and deep and stronger than words: the filament that joins
“We do not evaluate the result but the starting point of the creative process.” –Ludwig Mies van der Rohe
We spent a day and a night at the carnival. And even at 48 years old, I feel like a
This is my Clint Eastwood “go ahead, make my day” look. A bit of fun late at night while I’m