Went and took a few photos yesterday morning before we headed to Santa Maria to look for dresses for the girls for an upcoming wedding. After a quick lunch we began to go through Macy's. During lunch suddenly

I have always been fascinated by old barns, buildings, and rural life. As a kid when we would travel to visit family in the valley I would day dream about being in an old barn working, except it would

Pink sky in morning, just before last weeks storms. It's difficult at times for me to change my perspective when taking photos because of some physical limitations. I might see something, and want to change

I was driving towards a place I like to take pictures at when I pulled over under a heavy downpour as I saw @pasowine country oaks light up through the thick clouds and a rainbow brighten in the darkness.

Its early in the morning, middle of February 2019, and as I often do I am looking back. Looking back at what was. Looking back at the year behind me. Looking back and thinking. Looking back and wondering.

Its 4 a.m. and I am wide awake, again. It's a lonely hour, and makes for a long lonely day. I don't know why I stay awake at this hour. I've read about people with autoimmune diseases not being able to