The tin cans move through the woods in their natural habitat. Their shiny outer skin catches the sunlight filtered through the trees because they are unadorned with labels in this state. Behind them

I'm usually pretty observant about things around me, but especially regarding things about me or on me. I rarely put on two different socks or accidentally put on a shirt inside

I found the following on Facebook (translated from German): To the younger generation: Your grandmother wore very short min skirts, skinny pants, high boots, flip pants and no bra. She listened to Led

I attended a series of photo presentations by photo journalists and photo journalism students. Photographers who are out looking for stories to tell, rather than the ones covering news, want to shoot EDL

My friend has very poetically described his wife's experience in hospice. Each day she withdraws gently into a more serene state.