The details

You know that old saw about stopping to smell the roses? Photography can be something like that, except you lean in with your lens, absorbing all the details. Suddenly there appear all those wonderful bits of life and texture that on regular day are as invisible as the quantum world.


Being born and raised a Yankee, Arkansas was never a place I expected to land. Work brought me here years ago and over the decades I’ve fallen in love with its people and its beauty (however, not the mosquitoes or noseeums).  I was reminded of how lovely a place it is at a stop during an Independence Day joyride.  Here’s a view of the Arkansas River from an overlook at Pinnacle Mountain State Park, just outside Little Rock.
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