Not really.

But this leaf looks alone.

Did it trip? Or is it about to fall?

As I work on this project, it becomes clearer to me the reason I started this.   I needed to shoot more, yes, but I also needed to work on developing my personal style.  I was told tonight that most great professional photogs work 10 years in the field before their true style emerges.  (Oh.  Good thing I started this endeavor at such a young age, I’ll tell you.)  The other part, was they said to shoot my life.  Shoot what I see, and do, and know.

One thing I see a lot of, every day, are these wonderful rooftops.  For now, I see most of them from the street level.  Maybe, I will be afforded some higher ground on occasion, to see them more closely, and from different angles.

Chimney on Church Street.

Up!

Much to see at the carwash.  This light for example.  I see the light!  Light ’em up.  Lights, camera, action.  Light as a feather.  Dowse the light!

Lights are on, but nobody’s home.

Meet Flip. Flip the Light.

I shot a few things today, but haven’t processed them yet.  So in the mean time:

This shell of a shell, that I knew I could smell, when I walked on the beach, near the water I fell, when I spied this old thing, and yelled “Look at this shell!”

Part school assignment today, and part “thank you” note to Mr. Levi M., for giving me Bob.  I like Bob.

Today was a travel day.  Left the East Side of the Grand Cayman Island this morning at 10:15.  Got back to Ohio at 9:15 p.m.  Feels like a long day.  Going through the whole Customs rigmarole is a lot of work.  But, here we are, back in the USA.  AND….   it f-f-f-f-f-feels like a f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-frrrrrigid, long night, here in 30 degree Ohio.  We left 85 and sunny….

So on to the image of the day.  In the USA, or in the Cayman Islands?  So it is, you see.  This image could have come from any place really.  Small world after all.

Twigley One. Twigley Two.

Sunset.

Thanks  Caymans.  This was beauty, eh.

G'night.

Scruffy dogs, feral cats, and free range chickens.

Honey, the good dog at The Lighthouse.

Many hungry cats.

Home of the Free Range Chicken, or Rooster, as the case may be.

Dock at Rum Point, Grand Cayman

(Great place to hang out and snorkel.   Rum Point, that is.   And, if you are looking to score some Fish and Chips, this is the place.  You will make yummy noises.  Guaran-freakin-teed.  Some of the “sit at the beach & eat lunch “time” you will find on the island!)

No Diving.