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Parades provide overwhelming opportunities to capture the cultures of our varied origins. I adore these little girls, so intent on presenting their heritage and being a part of a group which so obviously gives them a sense of identity and belonging and pride. I love the action of their footsteps, their determination, their various interpretations of the same concepts. Each portrays an intention common to the group, yet individually expressed.

A "real" camera, my first, I purchased more than 50 years ago. I didn't intend to become a commercial photographer, but simply to capture what extraordinary compositions I deemed captivating through my magic lenses. My images began to captivate my friends, grew in numbers, and finally admonished me to share my good fortune. I still consider my love of photography to be that of a humble traveler although I have sold and gathered a few kind, "official" kudos along the way. Since that first Minolta, I have lived and traveled the hills of my native California, the fjords and inlets of Southeast Alaska's Inside Passage, and the prairies of Kansas, my current home. My image catalog is finite now, the years have stopped my travels, and Lyme's...