Neighbors—good, bad or indifferent.
Do they mind their own business?
Do they foist their life philosophy?
Or…are you glad for them?

My neighbors—why are they always so jolly?
Neighbors—good, bad or indifferent.
Do they mind their own business?
Do they foist their life philosophy?
Or…are you glad for them?
My neighbors—why are they always so jolly?
When I was growing up, I heard many times, ‘Don’t judge a book by its cover’–in different circumstances but often about people. Sociological training at home. Skin color, clothes, part of town…
These days, I am the stranger, in a strange town. I live on a hillside, looking down on the town center. The largest, tallest building is the public school. And in this image you can see it bedecked with planter boxes overflowing with red and pink geraniums in flower.
It is obviously the most important building in town and most beautifully adorned and maintained. If I judge the people of this town by the care they have shown for the public school, have I made a mistake?
Public school as town center for the last century
Sometimes what can’t be seen, can be undoubtedly felt–welling up and out of the unknown.
On a walk in the forest, you will always find somebody watching.
As a photographer, I am average, at best.
I take photos of plants and landscapes that speak to me.
What do I hear? What do they say? Only I know that I must look closer. So I do that through the camera viewfinder. I share these because somehow or other they have spell bound me. And I like that. I hope you have a similar experience.
Sun. Flower. Tell me more about the Sun and flowers.
Can’t tell the forest from the trees. Or is it the other way around–can’t tell the trees from the forest. Can’t tell.
Can’t tell the trees from the trunk and branches.
Can’t tell the trunk and branches from the leaves.
Can’t tell the leaves from the needles and cones.
Can’t tell anything…I’m lost…and happy…don’t tell.
I’m coming to get you!
“Are you asking me? …is that some kind of existential ‘look-in-the-mirror’ trick?”
“Are you going to take the trip or not?”
Stop pushing me!
Oooooopps—more than a pair!