A string of contemplative moments, easing the remnants of the previous day into lasting memories.

We only truly enjoy the fruits of our labor when we take the time to slow down and take in all that we have done.

We all journey through life constantly renovating our outward appearance.

When I was a young boy, I had a couple of favorite spots with memories that are still with me today.

I am pretty sure we all carry around some kind of fear preventing us from putting our work out there for the universe to see.

The hardest thing I have ever tried to do in my life is initiate the kind of change to make me feel consistently different.

Our creativity remains nothing more than a thought or an idea until we take actionable steps to bring them to life.

To say this photograph is one of my personal favorites would be an understatement.

The blending of the seasons here in Southern New England is natures magic at its best.

In more ways than we could ever give her credit for, nature lays out a way for us to change our perspective for a deeper appreciation of all of the constants in our lives.

Over the years I have developed a pretty good habit of keeping things buried in a place that is pretty quiet.

No worries about any dust collecting on these two rascals!

There really isn’t anything still about fire, right?

Right around this time of the year I am already looking for signs of a seasonal change poking up through the warming soil here in Southern New England.

Does the elephant in the room become more obvious when we are standing in front of a mirror?

Only light can eliminate darkness.

There can be no shadows without light…

What is your emotional canvas going to look like for the year ahead?

Trying to focus in a world of distractions is as impossible as being without thoughts while meditating.

Along with all of the joy and festiveness that I feel at this time of the year, I like to spend time in reflection of my own behaviors.