At dusk #1

At dusk #3

At dusk #4

At Dusk # 5

Out of season

At Dusk #6

At dusk is a metaphor for the internal shifts, the contemplation of life. There is a constant negotiation of light and darkness. It's in the subtle pass of time, that I find reaffirmation in my quest for acceptance, when finally we surrender to the magic of life.

Pears out of season

I grow my own tomatoes

Maggie's blue vase

My table

Milk and carnations

Gardens bounty

Sunday's breakfast

Grandpa's poppies

The frost killed the tulips

Memento mori