Fishing in the Rivers of Life

Tag: Nature

  • Ode to Chips

    I chose to believe,That when my time comes to leave,And must I depart this earthly realm,Those of us, so torn apart,With broken heartsThat bleed but never did mend,Will find it’s not the end,For nature will make amends,And we will be whole again.

  • Gone Fishing – in the Rivers of Light

    If, like me, you see photography as fishing in the rivers of light, you won’t be surprised when you catch something unexpected. That’s why I love this shot — it captures the perfect synchronicity of subject, shutter, and scene. A Snapshot of Sarf London A mix of urban culture, street art, and everyday life —…