Photography stopped being a solitary act for me the first time Ann joined me on a photo adventure and she shared the first of many, many good ideas. When Marcus was born, I found new joys in expressing the musical notes he wove into our fabric. When we're all together and sharing a good vibe, the photographic output is always richer for their input - intended or circumstantial...On a trip to Mt. Diablo Marcus got a sudden yen for rock climbing which took us to Rock City. As he ran from one formation to another, he led us under an oak tree that framed the rising moon through a twisting core. Maybe it's because I just started reading Carlos Casteneda that I got distracted by a shape that reminded me of cliff carvings of a dancing shaman - with the moon over his right shoulder...Mt. Diablo State Park, Danville, California January 7, 2012. Exposure was 1/400th at f/5.6 at ISO 400 with a Canon 400mm f/5.6 lens. Processed in Adobe Lightroom.