oh what fleeting moments I should capture, oh what memories I should still possess





good enough to eat

From The Lewis Ginter Botanical Garden’s Festival of Lights last year. What I see is a light display that makes me think of lollipops.  What I think is they look good enough to eat!

boys and ivy


I’m not allergic

to either one.


Silent Heads

In the rafters.


Just put that anywhere…



I don’t think I’m gonna win

this staring contest.

Pool Envy

What I see is sparkling water. What I think is that I want to go swimming!


I have serious pool envy.


We’ve been talking about happiness on my other blog, and when I saw this picture, it reminded me of that.  What I see is a close-up of a brick wall.  Walls like this make me happy, for reasons that are sometimes elusive.  What I remember is the pleasantness of that afternoon, the eye-pleasing rounded shape of the bricks on the top of the wall, and how the brick and the moss exist in harmony.


Harmony makes small things grow,

lack of it makes great things decay.

– Sallust



Sometimes I feel

just like this little guy.


I’ve used this photo already on a post for my other blog, but it popped into my head today, so here it is again. What I see is just a bunch of traps stacked up together. But what I think about is warm breezes, rolling waves, voices tossed up like so much sea spray, and the salty, marshy, fishy smell of untamed waters.


If there is magic on this planet,

it is contained in water.

– Loran Eisley

What you get

Often, the camera cannot capture what the eye sees. At the time I took this picture, what my eyes saw was a boat. What I see here is a definitely a boat...well, it's in there somewhere...but it's barely visible through the reeds. What I think is this picture didn't turn out like I thought it would, but that's okay. It has it's own kind of appeal.


What you see is not always

what you get.

But that can be okay.

something pretty to look at

What I see is the side of a building that would be rather nondescript if it weren't for several of these little indentations placed at intervals along the wall. I thought it was interesting that someone paid to have a railing put here that serves no functional purpose. What I think is that wild animals don't decorate their spaces for the specific purpose of having something pretty to look at.


Many animals build their own homes,

but humans are the only species

that have fabricated

an entirely new habitat for themselves.

Of course, I kind of like how the old one is decorated.

on the surface

Here is another pier post. What I see is a close-up view of what looks like a smooth surface when viewed from a distance. Everything is like that, really: full of nooks and crannies, inconsistencies and imperfections. What I think is that what we see depends on how closely we look.


A mind is like a parachute.

It doesn’t work if it is not open.

– Frank Zappa

a section of fence

What I see is a small section of the fence that surrounds a church in downtown Fredericksburg. For some reason, I find the repetition of dark shapes against the cool green background very relaxing. What I think is the detail is as interesting as the whole.


It’s the little things that are vital.

Little things make big things happen.

– John Wooden


I've been thinking about details recently. What I see in this photo is a detail shot of a little metal tea pot. I've always liked this picture, the shiny metal, the matte feel of the black wooden handle and how it fades into insubstantiality. What I think is the cut and curves of the metal plate seem beautiful, almost a work of art.


Art is beauty,

the perpetual invention of detail,

the choice of words,

the exquisite care of execution.

– Theophile Gautier


I took this photo at Lewis Ginter Botanical Gardens when they were doing their holiday lights display. What I see is a multi-colored sphere, prettily lit from the inside, that seems to be floating in mid-air. What I think is it's important to allow ourselves a few illusions in life.


You can’t depend on your eyes

when your imagination is out of focus.

– Mark Twain

adjusting my focus

What I see is the edge of a pier post. I like how this picture turned out, with the further edge of the post looking crisp against the water beyond. What I think is that I had to do a little work to get the focus exactly where I wanted it.


Simple can be harder than complex:

You have to work hard to get your thinking clean

to make it simple.

– Steve Jobs

what we leave behind

A look through the storefront of one of Fredericksburg's many "antique malls". Every historical town has their fair share of these, filled to the brim with other people's trash and treasures. What I see is a carousel horse, which first caught my eye, but also a picture of a man. Old pictures like this can be found at any antique store, and I always wonder how they made their way out of the family and into the public. Did the family die out? Or did the picture just lose its value because they no longer remember who this man was? What I think is that he was important once. He lived; he was a baby and a boy and then a man, and someone loved him. Maybe that's enough.


I made my life my monument.

– Ben Johnson

wear and tear

I love the macro function on my camera! It allows me to get right in there and see those nooks and crannies that our eyes sweep over as we take in the whole. What I see here is the tip of a shell that I "caught" in Chincoteague. What I think is that all those nicks and blemishes, all the pock marks and broken off bits, they tell the story of our lives, of where we've been and who we are.


Time and tide

wait for no man.

how I got this shell




wherever imagination takes you

I took this picture while out on a cruise of the yard with my dog, Louis. What I see is the typical detritus of a woody landscape. What I think of is a sturdy shell being carried away on a river of rain, a tiny boat and an insect family, who are scared and thrilled and excited and wet, floating away to parts yet unknown...to wherever my imagination dares to take them.


The world

is but a canvas

to our imaginations.

– Henry David Thoreau

Red Cats and Elephants

I snapped this picture the day my sister and I took the girls for a walk downtown. Seeing these cats sitting in the window made me happy for no particular reason. What I see is a window sill filled with someone else's nick nacks. What I think of is how much happiness our little treasures can bring us.


They were all so happy they could hardly speak at first.
They just looked with shining eyes
at those lovely Christmas presents.
But Laura was happiest of all.  Laura had a rag doll.

Laura sat down on the edge of the bed and held her doll.
She loved her red mittens and she loved the candy,
but she loved her doll best of all.  She named her Charlotte.

– Laura Ingalls Wilder
Little House in the Big Woods

casting shadows

This picture was taken outside of a church in downtown Fredericksburg. What I see is the shadow of a fence, so sharp in the foreground that it almost seems to have structure and weight itself. What I think of is how often people don't really see the real us; they only see the impression that we make. What I feel is that I should work on my posture.


In a very real way,

we are

the shadows that we cast.


These stairs are on the outside of a building in downtown Fredericksburg. What I see is ordinary metal stairs with pretty scroll-work decoration between each step. What I think of is how I go through much of my life with my head down, lost in my thoughts and concerns. What I wonder is how many other interesting and lovely things I may have missed along the way.


The question is not

what you look at,

but what you see.

– Henry David Thoreau