Community Farmer’s Market
Bo Diddley Community Plaza
Gainesville, FL
Photography
Lenora Park
Snellville, GA
My camera and I went for a walk this morning and were greeted by these golden rays gleaming through the trees.
Lenora Park
Snellville, GA
The full moon appears to be rolling down the contrail or vapor trail left by an airplane.
Snellville, GA
The afternoon sun sifts through the leaves onto the roof of this old barn and its surroundings to create a patchwork of light and shade. To me it suggests a peaceful country afternoon. What does it suggest to you?
Southern Alabama
I took many images of the Matterhorn, but this one of the massive peak standing tall amid blowing winds, snow, and clouds portrays the indomitable spirit of the mountain. It reminds me of Donnie McClurkin’s song, “Stand.”
“Tell me what do you do when you’ve done all you can
And it seems like you can’t make it through?
Child, you just stand, you just stand.”
Donnie McClurkin – Stand
The Matterhorn
Zermatt, Switzerland
This old house, nestled among trees and overgrowth, attracted my attention partly because of the soft diffused lighting from an overcast day coupled with the shade of trees.
Abandoned houses and buildings are lingering reminders of people, times, experiences, and architectural designs now gone. When we photograph an old house we preserve a bit of history before it too slips away with the people and life experiences that once inhabited it.
On Hwy 43 South
Between Jackson and Mobile, AL
Several times I have seen this bridge while traveling north on I-65 out of Mobile, Alabama and wanted to photograph it. Each time I drove on. This time the lighting and fog made it irresistable.
The truck driving through the fog reminds me, that there are periods of life when we go through a fog. We can’t see where we are going with clarity; but if we keep driving, things will clear up.
This quaint little public library with 3482 volumes serves the 530 residents in the small community of Stark, New Hampshire.
Stark Hwy
Stark, New Hampshire
United States
I saw pictures of this cathedral before I went to Venezuela and determined that I had to photograph it. The first day I went, it was too dark. The next day was my final opportunity. When I arrived the sky was overcast and gray. I felt discouraged but prayed. Within moments the setting sun shown through the clouds and the sky began to change colors. I stood and watched God paint a beautiful canvas for me. I quickly photographed it and then watched as He put away the colors, rolled up the canvas, and turned the lights out for the night. God had heard the prayer of this photographer again.
Catedral de Barquisimeto
Barquisimeto, Venezuela
Steven's Travels and Thoughts 