Whatever Could This Be?

I spied this object of mystery in a parking lot this week. No matter how many times I look at the pictures I took of it, I don’t have a better clue of what it is. The center looks organic while the margins remind me of a busted gasket.

It looks part cow pie, tree root and biodegradable Ewok mask.

I can’t help but see a face in this. I also see faces in cars and even in shoes. My empty shoes look like they are singing Handel’s Messiah.

Whatever is in this picture, it is laughing.

Fall is Stuck in First Gear

Fall is sputtering to a start here in northern Ohio. I had hoped to visit a rural park to capture the birch trees, which are early changers I often miss. The day is just too damp and windy to justify the trip as a photo opportunity. For all I know, the leaves may not have turned yet. I’ve only noticed the canopies and other sun-soaked sections of sugar maples starting to change color here.

Sugar maple is undoubtedly my favorite fall tree. It lingers in changing color. I’ve seen yellow, orange and red all on the same tree, depending on how much sun the leaves have received. The sugar maples on the border of a forest have red leaves where they face the outside world. The ones sheltered in the middle of the forest are mostly yellow during this change. Whatever their color, they are all beautiful to me.

Saturday Photo Walk

I love the serenity of the Allen County Children’s Garden in Lima, Ohio. I’ve been visiting this place for 16 years. I’m happy to share some of the sights I enjoyed there today.

I Believe in Magic

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Red Geranium, Allen County Children’s Garden, Lima, Ohio

Every once in a while, I take a picture that proves to me that the world is indeed a good place. I see that I am not a fool to believe there is magic here.

In writing, I struggle to show rather than tell. This problem is absent in photography. There is only show and no tell.