Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Sunday, November 27, 2016

I Photograf Beauty, even if I won't do it justice

Greetings from the Hermit Writer.
What! You haven't read SEEker? Oh, my.

GSDs rock. I miss my Corky. She was so cool.

The big boy's little buddy was cute.

I think I stubbed my toe as I took this shot.

The sun is about to make an appearance.

Soon, a swan song.

Mac just getting arty again.


Saturday, November 26, 2016

Living Big on the Beach

Greetings from the Hermit Writer.
What? You haven't read any of my SEEker novels? Send me a note and I'll send you book 1. [Then I'll expect you to buy the other three. You know. I set expectations.]

This is Gwendolyn, tippy toeing.

Waiting for the sun to drop out of those upper clouds.

Oh, oh--more cool reflection.

Looks like an apocalypse sunset, huh?

Not so weird, panned back.

I feel bad these folk didn't get included in my 'Folk I met'on the Beach' post.

Friday, November 25, 2016

Folk I Met at the Beach

Greetings from the Hermit Writer.

This gent and I talked about photography a long time. I had to break it off to catch the sunset. I hope he'll drop me a note.

I feel badly I didn't get this pup's name. But his dad wrote me a note to get the shots I took.

The gent sent me an 'LOL' when I sent him his son's photo.

A shot of the pack.

An arty shot of the pack's fringe elements.

A shot because you have to capture shiny reflections.

Thursday, November 24, 2016

Caught My Eye on the Beach

Greetings from the Hermit Writer.
Happy Thanksgiving to my fellow Americans. :O)

Birds lining up for a snooze

Folk will be packing up after the sun goes down. Not before.

This little guy stole my heart. He's 4 mo's old. Look at that crooked ear!

Hey, Pedro! Thanks for swinging by.

I truly hate Florida.

This reminds me of the cream sodas we used to drink when I was a kid. They're back, huh?

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Gandy Bridge Beach - The Sun is Falling

Greetings from the Hermit Writer.
(I've been working on my web page. If you have a sec, check it out (link) and tell me what you think?)

The anahingas finding their beddy by spot.

Looking south over Old Tampa Bay

Just gettin' arty. You know I do that now and then.

Westside cloud bank.

A Little closer view

Panning south a tad.