This photo is one of two that will be exhibited during the month of May at Belmont United Methodist Church, Nashville.

I like that this photo suggests that it is something other than the front end of a 1959 Mercury.

Close-up view of a scratch in the flaking paint. All in the eye of the beholder!

This is the second photo of mine that will be exhibited at Hot and Cold, here in Nashville, during the month of May.

I admit that I have struggled with this image. Should it be black and white, which is different from the exhibited image? I changed the cropping, went to other photos that I took at the same time. Frankly, I'm just unsettled with this photograph.

This image from Scarritt-Bennett Center will be exhibited during the month of May at Hot & Cold. 1804 21st Ave. S. Nashville, TN 37212. Six other photographers will be exhibiting abstract images as well. This is an HDR combination of three images at different exposures to bring out the detail in the shadows. I like the colors, the patterns, and the form of the arches.

Since March 1, this photo is currently being exhibited at Belmont United Methodist Church, Nashville.

When we moved to Brentwood, I created an area by the pool for Judy's daylilies. They begin blooming around June 10 and continue for more than two months. I added an additional bed this month between the pool and the workshed. I am enthralled by the beauty if these flowers and try to capture some of that beauty each day. This one is called "Skyhook". Actually, you need to see them in person.

This photo is currently exhibited, since March 1, at Belmont United Methodist Church, Nashville.

I was staying with friends who lived, at the time, on a street called Daybreak. Their guest bedroom had an east facing window. Dawn that morning began with fog and when the sun cleared the horizon and began to radiate through the trees, it was magical. I took more than one photo that morning. When I think about it, I see a lot of magical mornings, sometimes the sun is shining!

My first Easter message took place at dawn in a cemetery, across a dirt road from the small wooden frame church.

I remember that morning's light trying to break through the fog and the song of the birds announcing the dawn.

I don't recall my sermon. I doubt that anyone does. But I do remember the dawn, and that it was Easter.

I suspect that the message that morning was the same as it had been for countless years before and the many since, and this morning.

The wonder of "He is risen! Christ is risen! Hallelujah! He is risen indeed!

When it doesn't make sense, when we cannot figure out the details,

Faith is enough.

I find it fascinating that Christians have made so many pretty crosses.

This cross is in a beautiful church in a resort community on the panhandle of Florida, Seaside. I had not seen a cross with shells pressed into sand other than in a Vacation Bible School Craft. Don't get me wrong, it is pretty.

This photo is of where a cross used to be in a United Methodist Church in Harper, Maryland County, Liberia. The sanctuary was heavily vandalized during the civil war, and even the cross was taken down for someone to use the wood or metal for something else entirely. It must have been a pretty cross by looking at what was left behind. However, the witness of the cross is still there announcing that Christ gave his all for us.

You, like me, may possess a number of crosses; some may be pretty, some simple, some ornate, some handmade. They are all reminders of this day, even the one that is missing.