The beautiful mountains surrounding Asheville, North Carolina.
A bird of prey (a hawk, perhaps?) glides above the Illinois prairie, searching for the next meal.
Golden grass sweeps across the Illinois countryside.
A solitary tree inhabits the open space of the prairie. Photo taken at Peck Farm in Geneva, Illinois.
A dazzling display of shapes, colors, and textures float from the Chicago sky.
The sun rises across the prairie on a Sunday morn’.
“Color is my daylong obsession, joy, and torment.”
~ Claude Monet
The moon greets the grasses as they sway on the prairie.
A single red leaf, alone and afraid, awaits the inevitable company of its brethren.
“Happiness held is the seed; Happiness shared is the flower.”
John Harrigan
Even our canine friends need to play on Labor Day.
Peace on Earth — always a bumpy road.
Beautiful prairie plants provide a panoply of color.
A man and his white dog enjoy a peaceful walk in the woods.
Old habits, difficult to break.
With a sullen look of “I’ve been caught”, Maisy stretches on the outdoor chaise lounge during the dog days of August.
Sunflower petals glow, courtesy of the morning sun.
Consecutively marked golf balls — Hogan, Spalding, and Dunlop — that have seen better days but withstood the test of time.
Chicago, a great place to live, work, and play. Home.
Felix Pena, starting pitcher for the minor league Kane County Cougars, appears to meditate before the game. He lost, 6-0.
Shadowy figures abound on the upper deck of the Kane County Cougars baseball stadium.
A woman in a striking red dress — in Chesterton, Indiana.
Maisy enjoying a quiet moment in the evening sun.
Photography fun at the carnival — the annual Sugar Grove Corn Boil.
Bliss Woods — steeped in blue.
Coach Q of the Chicago Blackhawks, hoisting the greatest trophy in sports, the Stanley Cup.
The morning walk through the light, shadows, and trees at Bliss Woods in Sugar Grove, Illinois.
Yes, the famous chef has her own rose — a golden butter/gold floribunda rose.
On this Independence Day, it is encouraging to know that humans and canines alike are prepared to guard our freedom.
An intersection of pop art and folk art.
The pedigree of honey does not concern the bee; A clover, any time, to him Is aristocracy.
~ Emily Dickinson
“Surely the apple is the noblest of fruits.” — Henry David Thoreau
“We forget that the water cycle and life cycle are one.”
~ Jacques Cousteau
An artistic interpretation of a beautiful house on Mayslake in Oak Brook, Illinois.
Early plantings on the Illinois farm — a classic study in geometry.
Life – a long uncertain road that must be traversed.
Music is life, as the cowboy sits in the doorway and strums his tune.
The beautiful Portiuncula Chapel of St. Francis of Assisi at the Mayslake Peabody Estate in Oak Brook, Illinois.
Photo taken at Mayslake in Oak Brook, Illinois.
The sweetheart Maisy, posing for the camera.
Deep inside the beautiful magnolia flower.
Alone on the city streets of Chicago.
An artistic interpretation of the surf, where motion and color abound.
His name is Payton, named after the Chicago Bears legend Walter Payton. Walter’s nickname was “Sweetness”, and I think this endearment can also be applied to Payton, my brother-in-law’s dog.
Simple yet elegant horizontal and vertical lines of nature — rippling blue water against white water reeds.
A lone kayaker traverses Mallard Lake in Bloomingdale, Illinois.
Summer or winter, rain, snow or ice,
Resilient and strong, always there to entice.
Solitary often, but friendly when pressed,
Gently cradling a family seeking some rest.
A servant to all who require her needs,
Discriminate not, the wise bench pleads.
The stoic personality does not alter,
Alone or accompanied, she never falters.
A perpetual offer of peaceful contemplation,
An island of quiet, mental relaxation.
Purveyor of dreams, observer of life,
Scattered throughout the globe, without any strife.
Even though forgotten and rarely praised,
The bench seems to be completely unfazed.
High praise she needs not, since she will always remain,
Having achieved her rightful stature in our public domain.
…tired of all these city blues (with all due respect to the Texas songwriter Thomas Michael Riley).
The striking geometric lines, shapes and vibrant color of the Chevy Camaro SS.
Past is Prologue
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