Boondock Ramblings

Spring has finally sprung in Pennsylvania but it’s always possible another snow storm will come

“There are robins on the hill,” my dad said and we rushed to the windows and “ooohed” and “aahed” because in Pennsylvania we know that the sight of the robins in our yards means spring has sprung. Sure,… Read More

Let’s focus on living instead of dying

People are depressed. I mean it, people. People all around me are depressed. I can’t turn around without someone standing there or writing somewhere that they are in mourning. The people who are having family members dying, or… Read More

My camera: the pen of my visual journal

Some people keep a written documentary, some a visual one. I happen to be someone who keeps both. As you know, if you’ve followed this blog or my work at all, a lot of my images feature my… Read More

Mud, leg bruises and fun

I picked up my 10 year old son  the last day of camp and found him covered in mud and smiling – just the way I like to see him. He attends a day camp about 45 minutes… Read More