Earth Images Blog by Wayne Nelson

First some of nature’s nicest gifts.

I was one who created a lot of silhouettes both in nature and out.

Birds are hard to beat as a subject.

Small furry critters are fun too.

Big mammals too. This big brute was captured (photographically) in North Dakota.

How much wood can a Woodchuck chuck?

Now some more for the birds. Mama and babies in a man built nesting box. They are Robins.

At a bird feeding station.

Everything in nature, and often out of it, was a target for my cameras

Of the tens and tens of thousands of images I have “put in the bank” in my life, including what’s here on this blog and to name a few others such as car racing, portraits’ weddings, architecture, both antique and modern, models, to this day, if I am going to the grocery store, there is not a bird or butterfly, or a wildflower, or a squirrel, or the sunrise or a snow fall, that escapes my eye, and becomes even without a camera, an everlasting image in my mind.

Okay, today’s parting image is not the sort I normally share. It is a self portrait, ugly as it is. This was a cold, cold day, with a fair amount of snow, but I promised such an image for somone who for an unknown reason, requested it.

The relationship ended right after this, so maybe I should have left well enough alone. She needed no reminders I am sure, that she could do better than me anytime she wished to.

Every aspect of life becomes too short, once it is over and done.

May God richly bless each of you,
Wayne

Today we carry on the beauty and majesty of the western reaches of America. As wore out and potently feeble minded as I might be, the war to “be normal” and to share the things I find important, or just interesting and beautiful, continues.

May God be with you, and I consider those of you who have been or do follow this blog, to be friends for life. The beautiful flood of “likes” and comments I I have received recently, is heart warming and I cannot thank you all enough.

God Bless,
Wayne

You’ve heard the phrase that if I’d have known I was going to live this long, I would have taken better care of myself. I must say that coming out of my teens and then actually into my thirties and being alive, still shocks me. Among other things I once had an older kid (about 20 and I was sixteen), take a broken beer bottle and cut my throat, just enough to bleed. I had been “making time” of you will, with his girlfriend, or so he was told.

A friend of mine and I once had three guns pointed at our heads. No shots were fired but I about died from a heart attack..

Live for God, and live long,
Wayne