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Passion & Dedication

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chicken little

Yes, an owl standing in front would have been better, but sometimes you have to make do with a chicken.


sitting curbside

I wanted to be there, on the other side.  Sitting on the camping chair in the spot-light of sun.  But there was three of us and only two kayaks, the math says it all.  I got my friends off on their river adventure and hiked


singing cowboy

I would’ve missed it.  If I’d walked around the corner to meet my friend, if I hadn’t stopped to get a drink and cool off in the hole-in-the-wall deli place, if I hadn’t had my camera . . . I wouldn’t have captured him.  I


something about nothing

Strange don’t you think, how you can be caught unaware by something.  When you look at it, it really isn’t about anything in particular and maybe it’s no master piece, it might not be something you frame or put on the wall –  but something


for those that wait

I’m always behind.  It doesn’t matter what hike, what scenic tour — even lunch out at a restaurant I fiddle with the camera, taking pictures of the food.  I’m sure it’s annoying to some, but I am blessed with the worlds most patient boys.  My


the call of nature

You know you rate pretty high on the scale of importance when you have a personalized outhouse.  Apparently no one had the “modesty” talk before he got thrown out of heaven.