Archive for the category "Deep South"

Room with a view

Mud and leaves

Play Misty for me

Shattered glass

Around the bend

Impartial, amoral nature


Red dirt

Shadows in a small town

Summer’s over


Confederate graves

Big Muddy

Freedom of movement

When the saints go marching in…

“August always seems to be waiting.” – Anne Baxter

Self-portrait in a hospital chapel

Three o’clock shadow


No exit

Secret garden

A visit to Hammered Heart Forge

In other words, beat it

Broad daylight on Broad Street

Lovers in the garden