Picture Rejects
For as long as I can remember I've been dealing with images on some level. This started with the simple reading of comic books and their frame after frame of…
It Could be Anywhere
Those who know me also know I've used the phrase "It Could be Anywhere" in reference to where I fish here in the northeast corner of Illinois. Even in this…
Burn, Baby, Burn
In January of 2005, after 15 years of talking about it and 5 years of planning and waiting for the perfect location, the perfect location became available right on the…
So, How did I get Here? – Rusty Ring
It starts out innocently enough. I go over to Outdoor Blogger Network, look at the list of Newest Blogs and if I see a name that sounds intriguing, I click…
Damn Crows
The crows have been following me around. I go out hunting, there they are, hanging around the trees. Go for a walk, doesn't matter where, there they are overhead somewhere.…
The Evolution of a Picture
The other day I was out in the woods pretending I was hunting for squirrels. The squirrels weren't cooperating so it turned into a long walk, which is what was…
If I knew how to write, I’d write like Bob
I think from now on I'm just going to go wander around taking pictures and put them up. Then I'll peruse the writings of Bob Long, Jr. and borrow little…
It Smells…..Wonderful
Unless you're standing talking to him, standing directly in front of him while he talks, you'll never really know how wonderful this thing Bob Long, Jr. speaks of, smells. His…
If you haven’t been reading and viewing Bob Long, Jr., you should be
I'm in lazy mode. Going around reading and looking at things. My friend Bob is one of the ones where I spend a fair amount of time. You gotcher pictures,…