Weekly Photo Challenge: Street Life

I must admit …. I had a difficult time with this week’s challenge. I realized that I don’t take very many photos with people in them. I mostly photograph Nature and its peaceful surroundings.
However, after going through my thousands of photos, I decided to share this classic scene I took on a photographic class trip of Los Angeles. Here in Union Station, with all the hustle and bustle in the station and out in the streets, I couldn’t help but snap his photo while he slept …. waiting for his connection ride. I can only imagine the story behind the colorful bokay of balloons.  Was it a surprise to someone special or for a loved one in need of cheering up?  Did he make his connection? Or did he sleep through it? How many other people noticed him? Or did they just hurry by trying to get to their own destination?
At any rate ….. it’s one of my favorite photos! Priceless!

Before you speak . . .


You are the master of your words. Before you say anything about someone or make a comment, THINK!

Once you say anything about anyone that is an exaggeration, a lie, a story, or unkind, you are now a slave to those words.

“Life isn’t about just talking, it’s about thinking too.”

~ Marie Symeou ~

Weekly Photo Challenge: Abandoned

Once, an historic landmark and the most photographed house on Prince of Wales Island, this beauty of a float house was abandoned after many years of neglect. I knew the last, eclectic residents that lived there and witnessed it beached many times. Each time it was laid on the shore by the tides, more bolts would loosen, boards would separate from the structure, even to the extent that it was tied with ropes to keep it together to survive another impending tide.
It was quite the site to see when first coming into this tiny fishing town in Southeast Alaska with it’s brilliant blue paint silhouetted against cloudy skies. Many times I would drive by and see a group of people with cameras snapping photos. I am sure there were all sorts of stories these visitors had to tell when they returned home.
Photo by Richard Trojan
Here’s what the ole girl looked like while I lived there. Shortly after we moved, the city condemned the house and she was put to rest.  Yes, abandoned, but not forgotten. Good memories live on!