Like a bridge

You can look back at me all you want, dog. I’m afraid of heights AND THAT IS A BRIDGE.

Twins

A snapshot from my hike with the dogs on Saturday before two trees got claimed by Chuck.

Silent and gray

When seeing actual physical elements of the sky is a luxury. Los Angeles, why did I quit you?

West-facing

Luckily neither I nor this neighbor take to walking around in the nude.

Where the antelope roam

Having made it home just before no one was going to ever make it home and they are still not home.

Crane Beach

The first photo of the new year, not a bad way to begin things even though it was balls to the wall FREEZING.

A peek inside my playground

Here are the two apps I use to edit almost every photo I post to Instagram and which of their tools I like best.

A year in landscapes

Snapshots of Utah every month for a year.

On the hill

On the drive to bring someone a warm meal, several long hugs and some company for hours of ugly crying.

Dedication to Jacmel

A snapshot of the paradox of Haiti’s gorgeous Caribbean landscape.