Cuyahoga Valley National Park

Cuyahoga Valley National park is one of the only reasons that I stay in Ohio. Aside from the metro parks there is not much nature to see, other than driving through endless farmland, which, on the interstate, is more boring than suicide. So, there's some great parks to get into in Ohio, if you're willing to close in on the cities to get it done. 

The black and white in this set represents kodak plus-x in wd2d for 6 min, and then we have some expired velvia 50 for fun. 

Erosion

The water spills and I cannot erode in its time.

Merely flesh, merely mind

The unsorted conundrum of self, heart, sanity, health

lie in quiet, white sheets on the floor,

barely giving a nod to the reckless nature that created them;

barely noticing.

Today I watch the water wear away the stone,

sensing a time beyond this

listening to the speech of erosion.

Challenge

Derek,

Here is your Challenge.

Frozen/Thawing

Nearly dead

yet startled

into attempting

and then

truly

emerging

This photo represents many triumphs for me. Now, I have a place to shoot again, until the spring. It is always changing. Sometimes the Lake is blue, sometimes Aqua, sometimes it is steel-grey.  It is in constant change, and affords many opportunities to feel.  Can't wait to get back. 

New Aquisitions

All I wanted for christmas was cameras, and boy, did I get them. During my trip to Hannibal, Missouri, I picked up a Brownie twin 20 and shot a roll of Plus-x through it. Its another 620 camera that was easily modified to take a 120 spool. It also has a real old-fasioned flash bulb attachment that is so powerful, it will blind anything in the immediate area.  My sister was kind enough to give me a new/used Nikon as well, a f-301/N2000 that is now the Corvette of my collection. It does everything and even has a flash. There's a group of cameras that are waiting in the wings to be purchased, and I just received some unlooked-for christmas cash, Soooo, I'll be picking up those cameras momentarily. Hooray for cameras!  Especially ones that work!

Through the Breaking Ice

Through the breaking ice, we heard;

the laughter of saints,

a rumble of ghosts called to prayer

The breaking of everything,

anything

should in turn

reflect something this beautiful

At the end of the way

At the end of the way

there is a sign

we'll know what it says

when we arrive

Like Powder in the Dawn

Like Powder in the Dawn on the slopes

of forever

the creases of care that you wore in me

are lasting

Like powder in the dawn on the slopes

of forever

my eyes drift up 

and see