Happy
perfect moments,
pass so quietly by,
timid and shy,
wrapped in your arms,
never lasts long enough,
and some days are just too rough.
perfect moments,
pass so quietly by,
timid and shy,
wrapped in your arms,
never lasts long enough,
and some days are just too rough.
For a long time now I have been fascinated with abandoned houses. Why would somebody spend all that time and effort to turn a house into a home, and then just abandon it to the elements? It seems like at some point, this house was someone’s dream and now it just sits and rots.


I photographed this little boy at the fourth of July fireworks. When we walked by he was intently pursuing the puppy and shouting “come back puppy!” I thought that was too cute. Notice how the kid is on a leash, but the dog is not!

I photographed this little boy playing in the fountain at headwater’s park, during the Three Rivers Festival. I love how he is dripping wet and his dad is trying so hard not to get wet!

devastation,
reaching out for a frozen touch,
blindly feeling for the last shred of warmth in your eyes,
I know you could love me if you tried.
hatred,
plunged back into this cell that is my mind,
grasping for brittle affection,
I know that you could see me if you didn’t shut your eyes.
release,
feel my self falling farther from the surface,
painful rapture as I give in to the oblivion and fall below,
I know you could heal me with your touch.
I photographed this tree along Ardmore Avenue, in Fort Wayne, Indiana. I love how this tree seems connected to all the other trees around it. The weird part is that this tree is completely dead, but is surrounded by living trees. I wonder what could have caused this?

a face in the mirror,
my own shattered picture,
what would it be like to actually see?
a ball and chain,
my own cramped little cell,
what would it feel like to run free?
this scarred skin,
my own lowly flesh,
what would it feel like to be me?
I discovered this beautiful tree in the front lawn of a house on Ardmore Avenue. I love the way it is slowly returning to the earth, piece by piece. It seemed to be strangely connected to some of the trees around it!

I first noticed this tree when I moved to the Waynedale area of Fort Wayne about a year and a half ago. The bare and modern appearance of this tree stump evoked a sense of sad fascination in my heart. I love how blocky and stripped the various branches look. It almost appears to be a work of modern art!

I took this photo on tuesday August the 7th. I had been staring at the tree for months, wondering what made it look the way it did. When we went to photograph the tree, the woman who owned it informed us that it was one of the oldest trees in the city. This ancient willow had recently been hit by lightning, but seemed to be bouncing back nicely.

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