Author: WmX

I stumbled off the track to success in 1968, started chasing shadows that summer. Since then, In addition to farm-laborer and newspaper photographer my occupational incarnations include dishwasher, janitor, retail photo clerk, plumber, HVAC repairman, auto mechanic, CAT scan technologist, computer worker and politico (whatever it takes to buy a camera.) I am on the road to understanding black and white photography.

lament

graveyard Westport MA
This is my grave of destiny here must I ever lie.
The path I’ve trod through all my life has ended so let me die.
All my life I’ve wondered just when my turn would come.
And with a very honest hope my destiny is won
But if I’ve won no one will know
And all should wonder why
A man as good and kind as I should really have to die.

fast wet heavy

aerial house trees snow
We had a sticky snow fall yesterday in Charlottesville. The weight of accumulated snow proved too much for two hackberry limbs that shade my house in the summer.

dirty dog

Tilly in full happiness. In the Rivanna, ears up, busting moves.

After the swim she got fully breaded.

brothers and sisters
twins reunited, long walk, a good day.