Stirring the Pot

I’m a shit starter! I feel compelled to confess this. I’ve realized the pattern, and I must confess. I first notice it’s broken. I try to fix it. It doesn’t work, so then, I try to break it more showcasing where I think the fault lines are. I...

Just a corner in Portland

Today, I had errands to run. Doctor appointment, to picking up coffee, to getting keys made. Coming back from the latter, I enjoyed the poetry of this corner. I hope I was able to capture it. This juxtaposition of color, gray sky, slow-moving traffic trickling through...