A few weeks ago, a friend asked if I'd like to go to a how-to meeting on starting a photo blog of the neighborhood. Sure, why not? We met a number of lovely, insightful people who are actively involved in their neighborhood, and decided to make a blog of our own - with another attendee and now, two days a week, I make sure I have a camera on me, and use it - in the midst of winter's chill, or a downpour. It's not the first time I've taken photos, just never like this - my neighbors and our habitat with such regularity. It's limiting, though. Yesterday, I was at the downtown library and suddenly saw something that called me to shoot! I'll show you...

Over the last few years, I've been rediscovering photography as a way I can show an image without drawing (so very, very imperfectly), or writing it (some people just don't dig poetry). When I was 16, I received my first camera - for Christmas. A reasonable, yet cheap, little camera. In Glacier National Park I took a photo of Lake Maria (I believe), which my mom had framed for me. It's hung, at an angle, in my living room - still one of my favorites.

Now I've got some reasonably good digital equipment, but my favorite, though least handy, camera is still my old Nikormat that has been to more countries than I have, and it's just a little younger. When my dad went digital, he passed it to me - I was ecstatic! I still love to shoot with the Battlehorse, but I'm a bicyclist, principally, and frequently it's my wee little Coolmax that calls the shots. You won't see photoshopped images here - yet. But I hope you'll enjoy the view.