Archive for the tag "Deep South"


Red dirt

Shadows in a small town

Newnan native


Germaphobie en plastique

Death wish

Light in the forest

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

Self-portrait in a hospital chapel

Three o’clock shadow


No exit

“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” – John 16:33

Secret garden

A visit to Hammered Heart Forge

In other words, beat it

Broad daylight on Broad Street

Lovers in the garden

The old swing

Reservoir women

Criss cross

The letter that never came


Summer evening