As a photographer I’m often moved by the beauty of common things. These tiny members of the aster family are thick on the ground in my neck of the woods, but they never fail to thrill me with their perfection.
Birder, cat-lover, pilot, poet. Former lounge lizard, pauper, pagan, lifeguard, chauffeur,cop and martial artist, turned pacifist addiction writer. Tries to be a good husband, father and brother, and makes a decent friend. Likes to take pictures. Stumbling down the Middle Path, one day at a time.