September Nights Changing From Warm To Cool. September Days Changing From Long To Short. September Leaves

“The egg precedes the hatchling. The hatchling cradled in the egg. Alien shapes and forms are not unique, except to the alien viewer. You and I are the aliens here.”…dennis

Open your Soul

Empty your troubled mind into the vast Nevada skies. Let your heart see the the options that life offers in the arms of nature. Fill your soul with the incredible possibilities that lie around the corner... dennis

"We stare off the edge of the world hoping to find the answers. But willing to accept the realities, Of the beauty of life as we see it."...dennis

Rural.. Abandoned.. Dreams lost.. Life........death ....           dennis

The door....

A door can be the beginning or the end. That same door can bring with it the hope of a new acquaintance or the renewal of a long lost friend.

Doors are nothing more than walls we build to close ourselves in and to lock others out. I propose to you that the appearance of your "door" can shout to the world "This is me " or can say stay away in a sheltered voice.

Choose to open your doors to the wonderful possibilities of love, companionship and, yes even, disappointment.

Travel with me through my doors if you can...dennis

Downy, soft clouds gently coercing the intense rays of an August sun to travel in practiced patterns. Shadow and Light slowly dancing with the red rock spires as their partner. It is only thru the benevolent nature of the Earth Mother that such joyous sights are revealed...dennis

Sunset is the end of the day. It brings a sense of completion to the wanderers in attendance. And yet sunset is not the end, but the beginning. The start of the next phase. It is a birth as much as a death. ….dennis

               Wisdom.. Time marches on. Collecting rust and memories. As that same time passes quickly the The heart and soul become more visible. The “new” beauty is replaced by Wisdom, Strength and knowledge. So life pretends to honor youth And discard age While I try to exonerate the purity of design. ……  dennis….  

The wind whispers with the faint sounds of summer laughter. The elders are gently urging the community to increase their efforts.Winter is coming.The warm summer breezes at this 7,000 ft high community will soon turn into the shrieks of a harsh cold winter wind. But today, all I can hear is that faint laughter from a thousand years ago echoing off the warm canyon walls... dennis But today, all I can hear is that faint laughter from a thousand years ago echoing off the warm canyon walls... dennis

     Dark Skies...

The ever present Dark Skies: attempting to gather the light of the night into a gentle hug. Trying to smother the ability of the cosmos to keep a small light burning in the window. This night, those Dark Skies will lose their battle. They will be defeated by the forces of light. Fighting without the moon, the stars are themselves the star. Fight on Milky Way. Show us the way home. Keep the light lit in the sky we love...dennis