Seeing the Forest through the Trees

Foggy Fields

Fog clings to the empty fields just as the sun begins to rise.

Chariots of Fire

Jet stream cross just as the sun sets, casting their shadows back into the clouds, something I've never seen before.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Just as the sun starts to rise, a flock of black birds takes roast in one of our trees.

Complementary Colors

Peach Rose

Petal after creamy petal wrap around the peach core.

Joe's Dogs & Polish

Joe's Hot Dogs and Polish Sausage in Joliet, IL I've begun collecting images of the old neon signs I see in my travels. Hard to believe, but it's a dying art.