why i became a photographer

winnie as a little

I always liked when darling’s daddy read to her. i would listen long after she had fallen asleep. got me wondering about the Winnie the Pooh and Christopher dynamic.
Would darling be christopher or Winnie in our relationship?
I know, my little brain is going crazy without anyone to talk to. I really should organize the village. It is like everyone is frozen, hiding, hibernating, or MIA. It’s like they needed her to come alive. They look funny now. It often scares me.
I have been staying in my bear cave next to these old mismatched fuzzy socks her Daddy bought for her. They have seen better days.
I don’t know if He reads my blog. I don’t want to let him down. I am suppose to look after her. My job seems different now. I don’t want to loose her. I just don’t make a good Daddy. I am prolly more her Pooh. An educated Pooh. And more fit. I don’t know where I stand on honey yet.

I could use some tips.


Hello Out There

Its true. I am back. I am back from medical school.
Darling thought I was in a coma. I mean bears do hibernate. I was given to darling to take care of her when He isn’t here. I figured I better up my game.
She needs a lot of taken care of. She is a little. Shhhh. it’s kinda a secret.

Poor darling

I hear her crying at night with no one to comfort her..she won’t talk to me.  This wasn’t spose to happen to her again…her little 💓..broken….

What is a bear to do?



Layers in Black and White


As brilliant and defining as it is
Color often blends things in my mind’s eye.
Taking the color away allowed me to see the layers.

I wonder the story of this tree.


Always look for different perspectives and you won’t feel so alone.


Lavender Look up


Look up photo challenge

Hanging to dry..oh the intoxicating aroma!!!



Using his wings like sails he soars yet without flight


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