It’s time for more excuses. How about one that “makes” me have to dig back into my old archives to find particular types of images, despite the fact that I long ago gave up on trying to do that sort of thing? Anything for my grand-nephew.

Sometimes things just come together. Call it coincidence, call it fate, call it synchronicity (no not the Police album, rather the occurrence of events which appear significantly related but have no discernible causal connection), but it happened this week and continues a discussion from last week’s blog post. Come over to the site if you’re wondering what the heck I’m talking about.

I love Ann. I really do. But sometimes, especially when I’m talking to her about including some of her images in a blog post, . . . all one can do is let out a big, long sigh. Of course that’s usually followed by a, “WHAT?!?” Come over to the blog post to check out what I’m talking about.

Head on over to the website to check out my latest thoughts concerning photography. This time it’s about Photography (capital “P”). Don’t worry, the blog post is illustrated.