Now and again I take a photo that, no matter how long I stare at it on the screen, no words follow. Here’s one of those. Feel free to inject your own words, or just enjoy the photo – taken in Galveston last year.

Now and again I take a photo that, no matter how long I stare at it on the screen, no words follow. Here’s one of those. Feel free to inject your own words, or just enjoy the photo – taken in Galveston last year.

Photo taken on a recent full moon, hazy night. Text from Jane Steger’s Leaves From a Secret Journal.

Photo taken recently in Rockport, Texas. Text lifted from a sign seen in recent travels, which itself was (I assume) a takeoff from Micah 6:8 — “And what does the Lord require of you? To act justly and love mmercy and to walk humbly with your God.”

“To find just the right book….”
I recently saw the Jane Steger quote, which seemed particularly apt as I try to find the just right summer read(s). Photo taken some time back.

Photo taken on a recent walk. Contrails can be so interesting.

Photo recently taken on a Galveston fishing pier. Text from Jane Steger, though I am often reminded of this sentiment when I try to impose words on a photo.


Photo taken in Galveston earlier this year. The sculpture made wholly of objects washed up on beaches.
Suggested listening: America The Beautiful performed by Ray Charles:
though this one is somehow more real:
Photo taken last winter. Text current.

Photo taken in a parking lot after a recent rain.

Early morning photo taken from the front porch looking up at the sky and pecan tree. Hard to capture in a photo but the light was other-worldly.
