Heart and Grit

It’s been a while since I’ve posted. Life has taken me on a path that doesn’t let me take as many photos as I’d like. On a road trip, I saw some interesting sun rays go through the clouds. Hope you enjoy it.

Wildflowers at the Flight 93 Memorial Park on July 4th, Independence Day.

Nature’s black and white.

The sun doing its job, burning away the fog.

It’s that time of year.

Clouds halved the sun rays.

My little guy, Indy. He’s been helping me grieve over the loss of my older dog, Gucci.

Miss Spider says, “Good morning!”

My heartbeat stopped tonight. He was a couple months shy of turning 19.

Not too bad of a shot with the kit zoom lens.

Lonely chimney, missing its house.

Solemn foggy morning.

Hi all. I’ve taken a break from photography and big vacations because of this little guy. Gucci is fast approaching his 18th birthday. Each day is a blessing, as well as a challenge with him.

Shiny new plane.

I was the only one in the room and there she sat so quietly, bathed in shadow and light. She was beautiful.