Reflections

  • Stopped at a Red Light…

    The only way out is through.~ Robert Frost I took this photo three years ago, early one morning on my way to work. I was sitting at a red light, watching the sunrise paint the sky a warm, glowing pink.… Continue reading

    Stopped at a Red Light…
  • March Musings…

    It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.~ Charles Dickens, Great Expectations March — in like a lion, out… Continue reading

    March Musings…