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.

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.