Pony rides Northern Neck style

Once upon a time someone had a business and it was giving pony rides. At some point this was no longer so and the trailor was set aside in a front yard. Who knows if this was put to rest before or long after the fine old house in the background was deteriorating. All I knew is that this was a rather peculiar and therefore fun juxtaposition of ideas and shapes and colors. Hope you find it a bit of a kick too. There it was...just waiting to be a part of my country photos.

Phoebe, oh Phoebe

This is my favorite photo of my most favorite cat. She got sick a little over three years ago and went into a diabetic coma. It was horrible. I was told to let her go because she was in such bad shape. I didn't. I couldn't. And she lived for two full years before she took a walk into the cornfield (I surmise) and didn't return. She spent two full years taking great command over our entire household in so many ways. Not least of which was the fact that she required insulin shots each morning and each evening.

She had personality and was real ham. She was soft and became very tiny...just a bag of bones...and then she'd fatten up. She had a purr that would rival a motorboat's and I miss her. This is the photo that seems to mean the most to me and I hope you can find her in this too.

Seemingly a bridge, but truly a pier

This setting was something I came across while doing an project for a builder who wanted his home documented. Having spent a couple of hours photographing details of the interior and exterior and putting the home completely in context for a variety of uses, I was on my way home. And here was this most gentle, but beautiful scene. Lyrical. Simple. Soft and hard. Nature punctuated with a bit of color. It was a total surprise and one I savored.