Looking in a window

Once in a blue moon there is a photo just waiting for you - reflections and all. Actually in this case, the images turned out to complete the scene.

I was in the little town of West Cork, Ireland, and I couldn’t help myself. No one was In view.

Reserved for you.

Focusing on the story

Reviewing old photos - this one from a visit to France in 2009 - bring out new possibilities for creative writing, especially when you convert the images to black and white.

A fellow traveler is doing that for a photography workshop that she is taking, and her assignment: What's the story?

Somewhere in France.

Looming around every bend in the road

People bury their heads in the newspaper, travel guide or the daily puzzle. They catch-up on conversations when not driving.

Not me. I'll save that for later.

I look out windows - buses, trains, cars, planes, and sometimes boats - and I often find myself lost in the beauty surrounding me and I want to capture this moment forever.

Not another castle? People miss it occupied with their own activities and take the back roads for granted on the way to their destination.

Birr-Riverside, Ireland