Norfolk Faded Glory in the Golden Hour There are several things I'd like for you to know about these photos, the first of which is that I'd been assembling a series of images loosely organized around the
Pride Always Chasing Rainbows Years ago, a sighting of even just one rainbow flag or sticker around and about the neighborhood would hearten me, as they'd typically been quite rare. These days, however, I
Observation May We Survive Our Gashes May we survive our gashes and may they, in their healing, generate character more apt to be described as patina, rather than rust. (Images from last night's walk.)
