The natures of things

I try to stop and look at things, to see stuff that gets overlooked and'll soon enough disappear entirely. Sometimes I just get blown away.

Um, guys..?

a lone sunbolt

Tiger mom

Early morning, everything limned with frost.

I love the fine craquelure..

..and, okay, they're not all of leaves.

Like a little city.

It was great stomping around in the snow –

plus, they look like something I saw once.