This little angel had been standing guard for centuries.
I saw this handsome guy swimming alone. He caught my attention because he is so content being alone.
Taken from my airplane window, beginning our decent into Denver. The city seems so small from this perspective.
This photo was taken from my airplane window. What is interesting about this is that it was completely dark out. The only light was coming from inside the plane. I set my F stop to a long exposure. I was elated to have caught this photo.
Also taken from my airplane window, these mountain towns connected by one road.
This photo was taken from my airplane window heading into DIA. The city laid out like a blueprint.
He was so becoming. I watched him for several minutes. That was his perch.
In the heat and humidity of LA, under the statue depicting the greatness of this city, lies the forgotten.
The line here was worth it. You can feel the echos of the past here. The vibration of past customers.
The most fascinating this about this photo is the plant growing from its face. No one seems to mind that this plant has found a home in the stone.