Debra Faith Keller

Some days are rougher than others… The first days prove rather tiring for this duo.

I’ve seen this truck several times this past month and finally found a minute to introduce camera-to-truck. I absolutely love the colors but as usual, I had to play with them. So, you have the original, one with low key and monday morning filters, and the last one has a whole collage of filters. Preferences?

I describe photography as the ultimate game of charades in that the created image must convey the essence of the moment without words. Both Mark and I tried to photograph this area of phlox. I tried morning, afternoon, and evening light from different angles and with a multitude of lenses. Nothing worked. The area is much too pretty for words and I need to be much better at this photo stuff to show you. This is what I finally created to illustrate what I saw and how it felt.

Do they really exist? When you hear that thump in the night where there shouldn’t be a thump, could it be…. People close to me know that I’m an avid believer and that I’ve met the smoker, listened in on the parties, and been frustrated with the trickster. Say what you will and believe what you may, when they drift into your life you will never again doubt. When I visited the abandoned Ohio State Reformatory this past weekend, I can’t say that I saw anything ghostly, but the energy certainly causes an anxious alertness.

Perhaps it was a gathering of spirits

or maybe… something more sinister

It’s hard to put the camera down with new flowers and birds and other miscellaneous images flooding the retinas right now. I ran up to the old Ohio Penn. again today but until I look through all the pieces and parts, I have to share this weed-like plant that was right outside my window. Hope you are out and about enjoying the great spring smells!

Oh yea, there was this phlox that had to go into Mark’s fisheye lens that he was kind enough to loan me…