The world is a colorful place. Color brings emotions from the fiery reds of a brilliant sky to the moody deep blues of an untouched lake and the gentle yellows of a fresh spring flower. I love to capture color throughout my travels. I seem to gravitate more towards blue and green, my favorite colors that remind me of being outside, surrounded by the beauty of nature.
Relaxing in front of God’s house.
Cubans are quite resourceful
Old American cars from the 50s are the pride and joy of Cubans and a way of life. Many are in various stages of decay and others have been refurbished with new parts.
Monk at island monastery in Bahir Dar
Sunset paddle boat cruise.
When we left La Paz bright and early, the streets were beginning to come to life. The street vendors began to open up their green metal stalls or simply set up shop right at the corner of the street like this woman did every single day selling bread to passerby.
The Torrey Pine is one of the rarest native pines in the United States and is native to this area.
Fasika’s seven-year-old son smiles for the camera.
On top of the world! We did it!
Art is everywhere even on the garbage cans.
Or entirely painted walls of color
The children of Mosebo village.
As we entered the Protsahan school, girls were meditating to help them prepare for their day of school.
The place is enormous and there is no end to the murals. These ones go all the way up to the top of this building.
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