A picture of a rare or common flower, a frog, a green mountain trail, a winding road in fall or winter can be a treat to the eye. One can enjoy these gifts of nature or be attracted to geometric or haphazard shapes found on the side of a burned-out building. It's called "scrap art". What about graffiti, or flying kites?

I might photograph bristling reminders of nature in jeopardy, such as a scene of a towering smoke stack producing beautiful billowing shapes of smoke rising up to pollute the air. I think of the "nature of beauty", even in such threatening obstacles. In a cemetery one can see fabulous monuments set in place by loved ones who have mourned their loss, and now pay tribute in stone that lasts forever. Peace in the moment can be photographed here.

Sometimes I look out and see a most formidable sight to shoot. At other times, I go seeking and might be lead to a worthy picture.

While taking photos, I witness beauty first hand. In my cards I share it with you.