Snow Against Grey

The snow streaming against the grey of the old building next door reminds me of the West, of the aging towns that once were bustling with activity and are now silent, of old poems that talk about dusty buildings falling into earth from age.


Stone Stairwell

This Stone Stairwell is on my morning walk up to the Garden. Each day this week I passed it hoping that the light would be perfect to allow me to capture the feelings it evokes in me, and each day I was thwarted, until today. Today the sun shone brightly and the slender trees lining the stairwell stood out in high relief against the darker ground.

Stone Stairwell