You're probably bored with my leftovers by now...
Outhouse Detail
Ladder
Sorry smally, it's just the one. Flowers in Black and White

I almost discarded these shots from last summer, then decided there was something I liked about them.

Broken
Early Morn

Skywards

Sara, these images aren't new, but Sandy (dragonfly) and I wanted you to know that you're in our thoughts and prayers. You're a wonderful friend and photographer, and we're so sorry to hear of your loss.

From Sandy:
For Sara

From me:
Learning to Swim

"And once below a time I lordly had the trees and leaves

          Trail with daisies and barley

     Down the rivers of the windfall light"

Dylan Thomas

Last of the edited shots.

I once was a young tree
Withered II

And another leftover. Not happy about the foliage in the foreground, but I'm hoping to go back and shoot some more this summer, if they haven't been towed away.

Car Graveyard

See you when I get a camera!

Not everyone's cup of tea, but had fun playing around with some old shots. Edited in Picasa2 and on dumpr.net.
 
These Fields Divide
Reclaimed
A new dawn fades Withered

And a leftover shot from autumn.

Autumn Blues

A few leftover shots from the year that was. Taken between May and October of '07.

Budding Seeing Double Peek-a-Boo Out to Pasture Around the Bend

dawn to dusk and in between.

There's an old Burial Mound not far from my home. It's a beautiful secluded spot, and my foster dad and I walk our dog there sometimes. He loves being off the leash for awhile Pretty Please. I find the trees even more beautiful in winter, although the lighting was poor in this one Gnarly Trees. Still, on a cold winter's day like this I can't help but dream of Summer.

Merry Christmas, Photographica friends! Thinking of you all, especially those who will be celebrating alone, perhaps for the first time without a loved one. May the new year be a source of strength and inspiration. Big warming hugs!

Christmas Greetings

I rarely experience inner peace, but it seems I'm always in search of it. Inner peace to me means being at peace with oneself, the past, the present and the uncertainty of what lies ahead. I'm not there yet, but hopefully one day I will be. A lot of people lead such busy lives there's not a moment's peace in the day, no time to think or feel, to really make use of the five senses. I feel the closest to inner peace when I'm out in the country, alone or with my dog. The wide open space, the elements, the sky, the stillness, the solitude. It is also where I feel the closest to being me, or what I can be if I just keep trying. I treasure those moments and hope to someday make a home there.
 
This shot is a re-post from summer. It speaks of both inner peace and freedom to me.
Anywhere but Here

These were taken a few weeks after my school trip to the castlegrounds. The leaves were all gone by then. I apologize for the poor quality.
Going Gone

My dog, doing what he loves best, roaming the woods. A dog's inner peace :)
Sniffing the Wind

For Penny

And some leftover shots.

Take a Seat
Crossroads

Don't have the means, time or energy to take pictures right now, but who knows what'll happen in 2008? I came here knowing close to nothing about photography, I felt really young and stupid, but you've been very generous with sharing your knowledge and enthusiasm. Thanks for your encouragement and friendship, you're a great bunch!    

Lone Tree

Just stopping by to say hello. We got our first snow of the season last week. It was knee-deep in places.

Hidden Cellar
Falling Down
Backroads

Some of you may remember this tree from an earlier post of mine. Winter Morning

Went on a school trip today. Enjoyed the fresh air and beautiful surroundings, but by the time the teachers let us walk around by ourselves the Autumn Light was already beginning to fade. It was too dark to get the shots I wanted, but I managed to get this one Autumn Yellow.