Incoming Foliage

As of late, my writing has been dry as a bone. I'm up against a wall with something and it's completely blocking my ability to express myself with words. So I've focused on photography. No matter what, I always seem to be able to say something with images.

The beauty of the fall here in New England provides an endless canvas of colors and moods and wonders to explore. All I have to do is pay attention to it once on a while, and voila, I can receive it. I'm having so much trouble with my output right now, that I've turned to working on my input. Maybe that will guide me.