I flirted with the familiar yesterday, twice, because I’m tired. Outside Roanoke, Virginia, last night the campgrounds were full by the time I was ready to stop. Seems that people…

Long ago memories combined with fantasy may drive us more powerfully than we know. But there’s no shame in that. Today’s featured photo is Joseph Creek Canyon, winter home of…

Are we doomed to a digital panopticon, or not? This was a day I had prepared for extremely diligently and with some apprehension. Since I made the decision to apply…

Oregon has two small mountain ranges made of pale granite, surrounded by massive flows of dark basalt. Yes, an artist has decided to use this as a metaphor for a…