Rowing Regatta on a cool morning
Twice a year I spend Saturday morning on the shores of Hoover Reservoir watching small groups of athletes compete in a display of their prowess with narrow boats, long-handled broad oars, and youthful enthusiasm in a Westerville Crew sponsored competition. Such was...
My skateboard still-lifes
I've got a beat. It's Westerville. In the days when newspaper news rooms were filled with reporters, most were assigned specific beats. Today, with smaller staffs, reporters often are assigned to several beats making it more difficult, in my opinion, to create a news...
A sunny afternoon in Uptown
It was a sunny day that I spent most of my time inside. The only good part about being inside on such a great day is knowing that almost all of that time involved photography, either shooting, editing, or discussing. When the time came for me to venture outside I went...
Another day of rain and flowering trees
Following the last two days photos of the vibrantly colored trees and flowers at Inniswood and Vine Street I again traveled to Uptown Westerville to where I knew there would be a great overhang of color if I were lucky enough to have students from Otterbein walk under...
A little color on a rainy day
One of my facebook friends commented today how much she likes rainy days because the colors become so saturated and rich. I agree and often travel on rainy days just so I can find bursts of color drenched with a day's rain. Although it wasn't far from home My Final...
A little color on a rainy day
One of my facebook friends commented today how much she likes rainy days because the colors become so saturated and rich. I agree and often travel on rainy days just so I can find bursts of color drenched with a day's rain. Although it wasn't far from home My Final...
Spring colors renew spirits and signals new season of life
It's that time of year when the colors seem more vibrant than normal. I'm of the opinion that it's an illusion only because we've just left behind the dull tones of winter and any color other than a monotone gray is cause for celebration. And celebrate, I did. I spent...
Spring colors renew spirits and signals new season of life
It's that time of year when the colors seem more vibrant than normal. I'm of the opinion that it's an illusion only because we've just left behind the dull tones of winter and any color other than a monotone gray is cause for celebration. And celebrate, I did. I spent...
A lot to read on this birthday
Sunday is supposed to be a day of relaxation and saying thanks for the good things in your life. That's what I did this Sunday. Among the good things were home-made croissant breakfast sandwich, hot coffee, and sour cherry jam on a piece of whole wheat toast. That...
The lights at Hoover weren't Northern
Despite spending several hours walking the dam at Hoover Reservoir hoping to see a rare display of Northern Lights all I could come up with were long exposure images of the dam lit by man-made lights along its four corners. And a quarter moon. I've seen the Northern...
The lights at Hoover weren't Northern
Despite spending several hours walking the dam at Hoover Reservoir hoping to see a rare display of Northern Lights all I could come up with were long exposure images of the dam lit by man-made lights along its four corners. And a quarter moon. I've seen the Northern...
Cooper Road Farm in early spring
I'm continuing to visit the farm land along Cooper Road where it passes along Alum Creek and ends at Cleveland Avenue. After a few more changes in the plans presented to the city council most of this land will become a business and apartment complex with a senior care...
Cooper Road Farm in early spring
I'm continuing to visit the farm land along Cooper Road where it passes along Alum Creek and ends at Cleveland Avenue. After a few more changes in the plans presented to the city council most of this land will become a business and apartment complex with a senior care...
A single tulip, and not much more
It was one of those days. It was raining off and on. The cloud was a giant gray covering. I was tired. My feet hurt. Still, I searched for the sometimes elusive My Final Photo. Usually making a selection from my day's shoot is simple. The best photo of the day stands...
Final minutes of play before storm arrives
A youth baseball coach watches with one eye over his team during practice and with his other eye studies the progress of a storm front beginning to move into Westerville late in the afternoon. After only several minutes of practice the team, and all the others playing...