I can remember stealing my mom’s Kodak 110 and using whatever film was left, and then pretending to keep shooting as I ran the flash dry. Since then I have lived in the far corners of the U.S., and wherever I went a camera was in tow.

Aspen Morning
Canis latrans
Destin Sunset
Fertile Beach
Fisherman
Hempcreek
Has Landed
Bridal Veil
Generator
Cottage in the Woods
Why did the
Townley Horns
Destin Pier
Goose Rocks Surfer
Lonely Equine
Safe Harbor
Yellowleaf
Black Sand
Ghost Bridge
Learning to Fly
Tranquility Falls
The Rails
Cohutta Trail
Dunnavant
Songhuang
Hide and Lilly
Impact
Peavine Falls
Harvest Moon
Room for One