Jul 28, 2016
A possibly dead frog in the midst of Mardis Gras in New Orleans, Louisiana.
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A possibly dead frog in the midst of Mardis Gras in New Orleans, Louisiana.
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While staying at a friends house, Ramona, her cat, peeks around the corner, Feb. 7, 2016
Faerie weather
The fog crouched low as it crawled across Palomar Mountain. It lingered near the forest’s wood and stone. It slid into nearby valleys and ravines. Every few feet revealed something I couldn’t see before: sap dripping from trees’ branches, grass and bushes faded by winter, the charred bark of an old tree. This sort of atmosphere is what my mom calls faerie weather – when the fog is too thick to see through the trees but the cool temperatures and lack of rain beckon you to explore.
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Leaves sway in the breeze in Palomar Mountain State Park, Calif., March 12, 2016.
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Dew lingers on a cedar tree in Palomar Mountain State Park, Calif., March 12, 2016.
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Spanish moss dangles from the branches of oak trees and drift in every passing breeze. Some places were particularly quiet, absent sound outside of the crunching leaves beneath my feet. Being here reminded me of the story of Cain and Able, when God called for Cain and convicted him of Ables murder saying, "The voice of your brother's blood cries to me from the ground."
Accidental Hiatus
Hi everyone! I swear I’ve been taking pictures and drawing, but I’ve been really busy in my work and personal life of late. I’ll have pictures for you within the next couple of days–until then, sit tight :)
Thank you for sticking around.