After revisiting an old photo I took in Victoria, I discovered how a shift to black and white changed everything. The result is Tiles in Time—a quiet, haunting moment captured in light and shadow, paired with a poem born from memory and stillness.

A quiet moment on the trail from Storm King Ranger Station to Barnes Creek — where ferns, evening light, and a slow kind of becoming offered a reminder I didn’t know I needed.

I caught a Rufous hummingbird in a rare still moment—then noticed a tiny midge fly photobombing in the background. This post shares the photo, a poem I wrote about it, and a little reflection on how nature always seems to sneak in a bit of quiet humor when you least expect it.

In the golden morning light, a blooming cherry tree offered a quiet reminder: some of life’s most beautiful moments ask only to be noticed.

In the fading light of Webster Woods, an old gear offered a quiet lesson: some stories endure, not through grandeur, but through quiet strength and memory.

A quiet reflection on the unseen strength that holds us together, inspired by rusted bolts found during an Olympic Photo Club walk in Sequim, WA.