As a child running through the fields of Missouri, I watched the frogs leaping into the ponds, the bees working their way from one flower to the next, and the butterflies fluttering about . . .

My grandfather milking his cow, as the cats eagerly awaited the well-aimed, frequently-squirted treats . . .

I would climb to the top of the cherry tree to flow with the breeze, then search through the rock outcroppings for more fossils.

All of these things, and more, were captured as my memories.

Now, with camera in hand, I can stroll through parks, access mountains, explore any beach - expanding memories (both remembered & immediate), through the magic of photography . . .

Then, share those memories with you . . .

Evelyn