Tradition is the deepest foothold of roots, the fragile often understated and overlooked fibrous roots that hold the whole system together. Long after the details of why are gone, generation…
To be fixated with the beauty of trees is not exactly a mark of uniqueness, but the love of any particular tree is very much distinctive to each individual.…
There is a large contingency of photographers with a tendency to hide behind their lens, behind everything they do really. Hardly does what you “do” create the total sum of…
Some days are not especially “spring break”-esque, filled with travel and sunshine and adventures outdoors, especially when one lives in a state like Oklahoma where the weather does what it…
When I was a child, I had a very clear idea what I wanted to do when I grew up: I wanted to join the circus. No, not in the…
In keeping with its usual fashion, the weather in the Sooner state took a wide swing back toward the warmer side last Saturday, and knowing this in advance we planned…
I believe deeply in ramblin’. Much like piddlin’, a whole other dying art, ramblin’ is not pointless, albeit it tends to be without aim. These sunset shots were somewhat…
When I was a little girl, I knew where I wanted to retire. I’m fairly certain I had no idea what retirement actually meant, but I did think it was…
A handful of signage from Route 66, the Chandler OK to Tulsa OK stretch.
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