Photoessay #2815 - Descending

Not always a bad thing... My brother Charl sent me a set of pictures that he took at Thanksgiving when he was visiting my sister at Thanksgiving. They're rather cold a late autumnish. Not warm and fuzzy.

 Charl and I have both become artists in our late middle age. Neither of us showed much promise as younger people.

 He does stained glass and photography. I write. Because, I don't know why.

 I'm all about the arts and I won't let my lack of talent stop me.

He really likes to go miniature, look at small scale detail. Capture the complexity and the texture. But he can for landscape or motion.

 Now on this dark day, I really should be breaking ou the Hawaii pictures, get some light and color going. Not this dark stuff, that's how it looks all around me! Dark, rainy.

 But I like this shot looking down some down stairs. Maybe some way down to mystery or another dimension. Maybe something important going on down there. Maybe a way home? Or an adventure. Go down the stairs and find out.

Spent the afternoon at two meetings...both for 15 year olds supervised by juvenile court. We are so grateful for our juvenile court system. Seriously, I so appreciate it.