A Bloy and his Blog

I love being able to see the structure of bare trees in the winter time. It’s almost like seeing an x-ray of their bones.

read the rest of: The bones of trees

I can’t resist taking pictures of the tree in the Capitol at Christmastime.

read the rest of: Christmas in the Capitol

I’ve noticed the sun setting along the railroad tracks at the corner of Fair Oaks and Thurber avenues before, and wished I had my camera. It happened to be in the car when I drove by today.
read the rest of: All lines lead to downtown

If the milkweed plant were human, would it let the wind carry away all of its hopes and dreams so easily?