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Mule Drop 2021

Wow! What a year! I’m glad I’m here to see 2021. I remember a year ago thinking that 2020 was going to be an awesome year. Well, for many people including myself, that did not go as planned. So many lost so much. Many are not here to see the New Year. Despite the pandemic and all the fallout, my family and I have been blessed. Most of us have reinvented ourselves to do things differently. These are positive changes that we will carry into 2021. I believe we will be stronger and wiser as a result. It’s become a

Pilgrimage to the Cowan 56th Annual Christmas Parade

A pilgrimage is a journey, often into an unknown or foreign place, where a person goes in search of new or expanded meaning about their self, others, nature, or a higher good, through the experience. It can lead to a personal transformation, after which the pilgrim returns to their daily life. – Wikipedia I love making the pilgrimage down to Cowan to capture the annual Christmas parade. As the definition of the word pilgrimage would suggest, this journey is much more than just watching the parade. It’s a homecoming! The trip down memory lane is good for the soul. How

A Beacon of Hope

We all are aware of domestic violence. Even if it has not affected us directly, we see the fallout in the news and social media all too often. I will be the first to tell you that I haven’t really thought about it that much. I’m not a violent person and at least to my knowledge, my circle of friends and family have not been subjected to domestic violence neither. But, that’s the thing! Domestic violence is not a conversation topic, especially for those in its midst. Statistics show that the chances of you interacting with a victim of domestic

Justice for George – Franklin Edition

Many protests have popped up across the nation. I believe there have been demonstrations even overseas. Unfortunately, the message from these demonstrations have been hijacked by rioters and looters, but there appears to be an effort to regain the message in the wake of the rioting and looting. One of these such protests took place on the square in Franklin, Tennessee. Over the last few weeks, I have made time to document the protests and demonstrations following the death of George Floyd. It’s been a lot of work, but I believe it will be well worth the effort capturing these

#FreeTN

“Give me liberty, or give me death!” Most of us have heard this quotation from Patrick Henry. As a citizen of the US, I find this declaration to be extremely important and relevant. I enjoy the freedoms that are afforded me by our constitution, and I understand the price that was paid and continued to be paid for me to keep these freedoms. While we have to remain vigilante on protecting our liberties from foreign enemies, I believe a closer eye must be kept on our domestic enemies. The list of encroachments from our governments, local and federal, is long.

RETURN TO THE BRIDGE

I’ve always had a love hate relationship with the Natchez Trace Bridge. I love the architecture and engineering behind the structure. I love the sunset vistas looking out west from the top of the bridge. It’s a beautiful monument in a beautiful area. However, there’s a dark side. Locally, this bridge is known as the “Suicide Bridge.” To date, I believe there has been about 38 suicides from this bridge. That’s only true if no one has jumped between the time of this post and the date of February 5th, 2020. That’s the date I witnessed a man jumping off

Muted Music City

“You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension—a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You’re moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You’ve just crossed over into the Twilight Zone.” That is exactly what it felt like as I got out of my car in downtown Nashville late Saturday night. It was a surreal moment, an eerie moment. Paraphrasing a line from the Stephen King’s Maximum Overdrive, I never heard so much NOTHING on a Saturday night in downtown Nashville. I did not

A Quiet Place

It’s been a few years since I visited Montgomery Bell State Park. I believe I’ve explored almost every corner of this park, but there’s one little nook I always pay a visit when I’m in the area. This secluded area is home to the Cumberland Presbyterian Church and the replica log cabin where the Cumberland Presbyterian Church was founded in 1810. I find this area peaceful. I love walking into the church where the only illumination is the light shining through the stained glass windows. You can almost hear yourself think. I’ve often sat in the pew reflecting on life.

Some Nashville Perspectives

We had a break in the weather yesterday. The sun was actually out and the temperature was mild. It was a perfect evening to take some pictures and a nice time of day to be in the heart of downtown Nashville. I had a shot in mind of a perspective I’ve shot recently at night. I wanted to see what it looked like close to sunset. It wasn’t what I was expecting, but I grabbed a shot anyway.  With the sun getting lower and lower, I figured I would make my way to some popular areas to salvage what little

End of the Road

I wish I could tell you that this is another post about me unwinding on the Natchez Trace Parkway after a day at the office. It started out that way, but it ended with me writing a witness statement for the Williamson County Sherriff’s office and the National Park Ranger Service. You are probably beginning to figure out how this story ends, so I must add the disclaimer that this post might be disturbing to some. It was another rainy day, but I was delighted to be greeted with some fog as I left work. Fog always brings unique photographic

Dull Sunset

I took the long way home to catch the final moments of light at one of my favorite bridges, The Natchez Trace Parkway Bridge. The clouds were thick enough that only an obscured point of light from the sun was shining through. I was not expecting much, but I took a chance that I might get some color shooting back toward the west. In my experience chasing sunsets, I’ve learned that sunsets can change quickly. They could change into a masterpiece or they could just fizzle out. One thing is for sure, you have to be ready regardless of the

Shutter Therapy in Motor Alley

Every now and then I get the urge to go out and shoot something. During these times, I don’t have anything particular in mind. I just need to feed the craving of creating something through the viewfinder. Depending on the time of day or night, I will seek out interesting light or subjects. Some of my subjects are things I’ve shot in the past, like the images in this post. The Motor Alley building got a make over recently, so it became my target for my late night shutter therapy. This session would have been quicker, but it was extremely

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