Miami is cold hearted, but I don’t hold it against her.

As much as this site is about photography, it’s often just as much about traveling. I consider myself fairly well travelled, experienced even, managing to stay (more or less) safe in 18 countries since taking a liking to photography. Much of that time, I was alone, just me and my camera.  But yours truly made something of a novice traveler’s mistake (at least it seems that way in hindsight) – and it has left me with a few less valuable possessions since returning from Florida. Namely, my camera.

Thankfully, nothing was taken that isn’t replaceable. I’m always grateful when I return home safe and sound. Really, that’s always the most important thing. With that said, it’s still a disheartening lesson to re-learn, the lesson we all think we know: protect your valuables.

You can steal my camera, but you can’t steal my eye for photography, or my sense of adventure. You might however be able to teach me a valuable lesson or two, jerk.

Here are some pictures taken from a lowly camera phone, a joke of a substitute for an SLR in the interim.  

Daytona Beach, not the site of the buglar, and quite an amazing Beach.

An abandoned farmhouse, somewhere in southern Manitoba.

A field with big sky, Manitoba.

A cleanly organized log pile, Manitoba prairies.