My mom took pictures when my brother and I were growing up. You know, she was the one – is the one – with the camera at every event. I remember the developing equipment sitting around when I was little – I’m not sure when she stopped using it, but her camera (always Canon, well, except for the Sony experiment) was always there and I’m glad it was.

Pictures are moments – they are experiences – and they can often be art. And for some people, something about the light makes you want to capture whatever you are seeing – something in a sunset can almost bring these people to tears.

I’m one of them.

I take pictures to relax. I’m not a photographer – I can hardly use my camera (yes, a Canon, always). I’m a button pusher that likes trying to make pictures into whatever I saw. Yes, filters, you are safe here. I’m not interested in reducing life to two dimensions. A good photo should evoke whatever I saw that made me push the button in the first place and it is rare that is limited to the visual. That is about feel, smell, and sound. That has a lot to do with the way the light shines off the wet pavement or the mist hangs in the air.

That’s what these pictures are, or what I hope the are. My attempt to present what I think is the best of my quirky town or of the places I love. I hope they make you want to visit.

Thanks for taking a look.