A red bouquet of berries from the mountain ash trees dot the Blue Ridge Mountains at Craggy Gardens, in Asheville, North Carolina.
An American woman feeds the Canada geese on the Fox River — true interspecies harmony.
Crouched behind a maze of math, the focused photographer intently captures his object of desire.
Photo taken at Cantigny Park in Wheaton, Illinois.
“We are tied to the ocean. And when we go back to the sea, whether it is to sail or to watch – we are going back from whence we came.”
~ John F. Kennedy
The bridge connecting Ocean Springs to Biloxi, MS. The bridge is new, post Hurricane Katrina, after the old bridge was completely destroyed.
The sea and sky meet at Davis Bayou, Gulf Islands National Seashore, in Ocean Springs, MS.
Sigmund Freud said that “dreams are often most profound when they seem the most crazy.”
This abstract piece incorporates the elements of waves, water, sailing, and distortion — a dream that might make Van Gogh and Freud proud.
The morning sun highlights the color, textures, and shapes of the old red barn.
Photo taken at LeRoy Oakes Forest Preserve in Saint Charles, Illinois.
The beautiful old barn and inviting picnic table offer a peaceful rural setting.
Photo taken at Leroy Oakes Forest Preserve in St. Charles, Illinois. Processing done in Corel.
A day of fishing and tranquility are in store at the lake.
Photo taken at Lake Loon in Yorkville, Illinois and processed in Corel.
Old Main at Knox College in Galesburg, Illinois, completed in 1857.
In 1858, Old Main was host to the fifth of seven debates between Abraham Lincoln and Stephen Douglas in their senatorial contest. It is the only extant site of those debates, and has been designated as a National Historic Landmark.
For a fascinating read detailing the architectural significance of Old Main, please see Prof. R. Lance Factor’s account in Chapel in the Sky: Knox College’s Old Main and Its Masonic Architect
“We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.”
— Abraham Lincoln, First Inaugural Address, March 4, 1861