Abandoned buildings hold our attention for a lingering moment. Emotions can well up into that moment, imprinting the experience on our minds. The Neale House did for me.
The third time was definitely not a charm. Yet, there was a lesson hidden somewhere in the Badlands’ wilderness.
The flowers of summer are fading, yet still holding their beauty.
You know how photographers will spend hours upon hours trying to capture the perfect image? Yeah, this was taken with a smart phone through the passenger side window of a van going about 80 mph somewhere in North Dakota. Go figure.
With the arrival of fall, it's good to share a few final photos of feathered friends from the summer.
This photo was taken somewhere in the Rocky Mountains.
A juvenile Bank Swallow impatiently waits for a parent to return in Estes Park, CO.
I always want to linger a few more minutes at Rainbow Curve Overlook on Trail Ridge Road in Rocky Mountain National Park. And for good reason.