Category: photography

We are unfinished

New York is the city that never slept. Well, it was. It would like to still think that it doesn’t. However, a pandemic did hit and things did shut down. Restaurants closed at 9pm. We became tough New Yorkers eating outside in 40 degree weather. But, we did […]

No stopping at this point

They say to “just do it”. As if that is a good thing. Well, assuming that the thing you want to do is a good thing. She did, however, live by that mantra. Sometimes hesitancy brought about a horrifically unsettling feeling. She was hoping that if she walked […]

Seeking the light

We have collectively weathered some dark days. I know I have. I joke around that I’m a sunny curmudgeon as I’m a New Yorker who lived in California for a decade (not all consecutively). I have a New York vibe that is just a bit off-kilter. I’m an […]

The lid was blown off

Everything smelled, looked, and felt as battered as they were. They had come through the storm. But there was no turning back. Mother nature just reinforced what had been percolating and brewing for some time. The lid was blown off and now all was exposed.

Eventually the dirt rises

Sometimes one can have two totally juxtaposed thoughts hours apart that just fit in with each other. I’d like to think I’m in one continuous stream of thought and I just have to seam it all together. Of course, as a psychologist I would tbink that. But let […]

There was no them

She stepped out from the little gathering to grab some fresh air and clear her thoughts. They had gone into the event happily enough. She wasn’t expecting much. These days it seemed like people tried too hard to be witty or seem to be great conversationalists. Being cooped […]