White Rock Lake

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Reflection Inversion

Reflection Inversion

This is the stream that runs down from Norbuck Park and feeds into White Rock Creek before it enters White Rock Lake. I pass by this on my frequent walks over to Flagpole Hill. One day, I stopped, sat down on the bridge, and started filming. For interest, I tossed ...
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Broken Sunset

Broken Sunset

How I Built This On a rainy day walk around the lake, I came across a smashed-up smartphone. It had no identification on it, and wouldn't power on after charging, so I gave up on trying to find its owner. However, I did notice that there was a pretty interesting ...
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Grape Hyacinths With a View

Grape Hyacinths With a View

Often, I have to sit on the ground or lie down in the grass to get the best perspective for photographs. It always occurs to me that this is the view that little critters in the field have of the world around them. Do they appreciate beauty? I hope so ...
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Web in Light of Setting Sun

Web in Light of Setting Sun

The red bridge beside Garland Road, just south of the Arboretum, is an excellent place for spider webs. It's just a little tricky to get the smartphone aimed and focused right ...
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Lake Images With Poetry

The End of Life

The End of Life

Commentary This poem is about the "end" or purpose of life, and whether or not we can achieve that purpose when our numbered days are few. We are not Jesus Christ. But God invites us to identify with Him very, very deeply. I suppose He's pleased for us to compare ...
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Not Alone

Not Alone

Commentary These little trails have always intrigued me, be they in the mountains or in a local park. Why do they evoke such strong emotion? Seriously... I took the photo, walked another 200 yards, and sat down on a park bench to edit the photo and pen a few words ...
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Messy Life; Pristine Death

Messy Life; Pristine Death

MORE FROM MY BRAIN'S LEFT SIDE... This poem is about healthy authenticity. I'm not going to beat up on a certain tourist attraction here in Dallas. My wife walks there most mornings. But when I join her there, I do sometimes wonder, "Where are the mosquitoes?" "Where are the bees, ...
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Wistful Grace

Wistful Grace

Commentary A few years ago, when I went full-time with my web business and suddenly had plenty of time on my hands, I began taking walks around White Rock Lake. Sometimes it was from a parking lot (a 9 miles hike) and sometimes from home (a 12 miles hike). That ...
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