After The Tempest
Love Never Fails
A Thousand Whispers
From The Depths Of My Heart
A colorful sunrise. Finally.
Over The Rolling Hills
Whistling Straits, Sheboygan, WI
First time visiting this golf course, and I think I am already enamored with its views.
Brooklyn Bridge, NYC
I was recently going through what I consider to be my best photographs, and I noticed that there are none taken in my new neighborhood. I therefore vowed that in the next few weeks, I will take at least 1 photograph that will make it into my best list.
This photograph was taken this past Saturday morning. As has been my routine for the past several weeks, I headed to the lake right before sunrise. To my disappointment, the entire lakefront was covered in dense fog. Half asleep at that point, I was very close to just head back and get some rest. I decided to just stick around, however, perhaps hoping that the fog would get burnt away by the sun rays.
I am glad I made that decision.
And that’s a good thing!
Let’s Watch The Sunrise Together
Spent part of Memorial Day weekend in the Chicagoland area. This time around we stayed at a hotel in the burbs, which apparently was hosting what seemed like hundreds of kids attending a soccer tournament. You could see them running around in pajamas in every single floor.
At least there was peace early in the morning. There was a ‘garden’ behind the hotel, encircled by a bunch of office buildings. With perfectly manicured lawns and a pond that seemed a tad too perfect (except for the drainage opening for storm water runoff), I’d say:
“Welcome to suburbia”