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the church and the cemetery

“being the richest man in the cemetery doesn't matter to me. going to bed at night saying we've done something wonderful... that's what...

revisiting the past

first, i'm my own worst critic. that's par for the course for most artists...

under the stars with a friend

the first was fireflies as it was about that time of year when they make their appearance. with all the recent rains and humidity...

the road north part one

i walked into the heavily wooded area most likely infested with ticks, mosquitos, black flies, etc., just waiting...

a winter's night to remember

"dang..." i muttered to myself. the northern lights were not materializing as forecasted.

once upon a show

i'm not a scientist. i'm not even that smart. but i believe there is something much larger at work in our universe.

stephen hadeen photography