The Bridge Over the Drowned City
Beneath a moon veiled in cloud, a bridge spans a drowned valley where something ancient stirs below the water. Was it a memory, a dream, or something that still lingers unseen? Fitting for the season of shadows.
Nearscape Photography: Beneath the Street
A quiet street. A hidden stairwell. Beneath the streetlights of downtown Westminster, a forgotten space waits in shadow, where silence lingers and curiosity meets caution. Fitting for the season of shadows.
Muddy Fields, Honest Faces
A wet and misty September afternoon. Mud on the field. Faces bright with victory and rain. These candid portraits capture the raw energy of youth sports and the realness found in moments that linger after the game.
Rehoboth Beach After Dark
A quiet evening walk through Rehoboth Beach in early March. The boardwalk nearly empty, the lights soft, and the sea close enough to hear.
The Beach is Her Sanctuary
On a winter morning, she walks the deserted shore, leaving quiet traces in the sand. The sea holds her, the silence steadies her, and love lingers in the gaze that follows.
Mushrooms on the Meadow’s Edge
At the edge of a fall meadow, Shaggy Mane mushrooms rise like ghostly bells, fleeting towers of texture and whimsy that soon fade back into the earth. For a moment, they might be homes for the little folk.