Category Archives: Photography

Some days I feel that the need to capture my surroundings in photographs. The beauty around me simply can’t be passed up. Though I don’t find the time to take as many as I should, this is where you can find all of my beloved photographs.

Valentine’s Day in Retrospect


Let me just throw this out there:  He-Man showed out!


 I mean, I did have to leave out the sale paper with the necklace circled, the after-tax price calculated, AND remind him that the paper had not been laying under his face so conspicuously for no reason, but he pulled through.  Then he surprised me with flowers.  There was a semi-torrential downpour laying siege to this little corner of nowhere when I heard a knock at the door.  Angel, of course, brought it upon herself to try to take this unknown interloper down.  When I finally got her penned up – still barking – in the bedroom, I was able to let this soggy little man into my house.  It was the local florist.


Now, before you all go judging me on the clutter and candy in the background, allow me to inform you that I am packing five days in advance to go to Tampa for He-Man’s birthday.  ‘Cause I’m sweet like that.  And I guess that’s why I ended up with flowers.  I have had a long, disappointing string of relationships over the last few years but I can honestly say that the last year with He-Man has been time well-wasted.  I say wasted only because we both agree that we should be doing a little more with our lives, but I digress.  We have had time to get to know one another on an everyday, in-your-face level and I love it.  I also love him.  He is so sweet, thoughtful, caring, and all the other mushy stuff that people say about “the one”.  He is also capable of leaving me speechless with a note that came with the flowers:

Claire, I love you so much!  I could never picture a day without you, sweetheart.  Sunshine or rain, every day with you is a blessing.  Love, Your He-Man.


The part that really got me was that he actually signed it “Your He-Man” because he is trying to support my attempts at blogging in leu of a real social life since waiting tables makes me hate people. His support means everything to me and I know that I have it no matter what.

This has been the best Valentine’s Day I’ve ever had – hands down – and I even spent the later part of it in the ER being treated for a moderate laceration on my finger.  I tried going for the gold in can-opening and failed miserably, but that’s another story for another day.  The stupid Russian judge low-balled me anyway.  Until next time, I will be basking in the glory that is He-Man and, for those of you who have stayed with me this long, thanks for reading.



Early-Morning Explorations


This morning, around 4:30am, it became obvious that I would NOT be going back to sleep.  After I got up and cooked breakfast, I noticed how beautiful the fog looked with the sun creeping up behind the trees.  Once I finished my coffee and gathered the gumption to go out into the cold, I was most certainly glad that I did.  There is really nothing like an autumn sunrise over a soybean field.

one prominent tree

There are two old barns on the property where I live and they are filled with a myriad of old things.

side view front barn

Some of these things are, to put it lightly, junk.

in the back barn

Other things, however, have a romantic, rusty charm to them.

cash register serial number


As you can see, I have a “thing” for a sepia filter.


Places like this have a sort of haunting allure about them.  I like to be right in the middle of all of that feeling, capturing as much as I can – usually with the camera on my phone.

hog stall perspective shot

It can be so nice to disappear in abandoned or partially-abandoned places like this for a little while.  When the present world around us becomes too depressing, it’s nice to know that there are still silent havens for people like me out there.  The older I get, the more I believe that I was born in the wrong time.  When I poke around in places like this, I feel like I have a chance to visit with the ghost of days gone by and I am here to tell you that these places are simply waiting for someone with the courage and curiosity to show the world that the forgotten beauty is still there.