Lake Manawa, Council Bluffs, Iowa. Four geese glide past the north end of Boy Scout Island. Barely visible in the shadows is a blue heron, poised like a silent assassin. Of all the mornings I’ve spent here, this is among my favorites. If you sit quietly enough for long enough, the lake forgets you’re there and resumes its normal goings-on.
For the procrastinators out there, our dining room has become a temporary gallery for last-minute Christmas gifts. Email me if you’re interested in stopping by to browse through the big selection of prints I have on hand. An added bonus is that you’ll see a 30X60 print of my favorite local photo, which I’ve never shared (nor will ever share) online.