Capturing The Essence Of America
The Thistle
Kansas, late afternoon. A gentle breeze was blowing as my Golden Retriever, Luke and I came upon this lone thistle bathed in the late afternoon sunlight.
Parental
Outside of Boise, Idaho. It was bitter cold, Christmas was just around the corner and frost had coated everything. I was intrigued with the dusting of the frost. As I looked upon the leaves I noticed the smaller seemingly being protected by the larger. Hence the title.
Morning Rose
A morning red rose gently bathed with sunlight.
