July 24,
2025
“We are often taught to look for the beauty in all things, so in finding it,
the layman asks the philosopher while the philosopher asks the photographer.” ~
Criss Jami
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I stopped at the east end of Beach Boulevard this morning when I spotted a
Yellow-Crowned Night Heron feeding in a tidal pool behind the seawall. As I
turned to head back to my car, I noticed this old tree — the same one I
photographed many years ago with this same sky behind it. Only then, I was
walking with my little buddy, Cody. Hard to believe he has been gone nearly seven
years now.
That tree
reminds me of so many of us — reaching out for something, though we may not
know quite what it is we’re trying to hold on to.
I tend to
find meaning in the quiet things, the simple moments others often pass by. I
like to imagine there’s a story in everything, waiting to be brought to life.
Sometimes, I might be the only one who sees it, the only one who truly
understands what the photo is saying. But that’s okay — because I know someday,
my storytelling will come to an end. And I hope that through these pictures and
the words I’ve left behind, my grandkids will learn to see the world the way
Pawpaw did — one big canvas full of moments worth noticing, and stories waiting
to be told.
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