Dana Crandell
Bio
Dad, Stepdad, Grandpa, Husband, lover of Nature and dogs.
Poet, Writer, Editor, Photographer, Artist and Tech/Internet nerd.
My first published poetry collection: Life, Love & Ludicrosity
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Smoke and Mirrors
The gray blanket lying over the coast began to rise, breaking into gigantic, airborne pillows that slowly wisped out of existence. The late morning sun gradually broke through, casting long rays through the darker clouds that snagged on the forested hills on the opposite shore.
By Dana Crandell12 months ago in Photography
Quantum Spamativity
It's January 20th, 2025. Inauguration Day. Here in the Panhandle, it's 17 degrees F, with a chill index of -20. When I looked at my Google News feed this morning, I expected to see stories about those 2 items at the top of the list. As it turned out, the top headline was, “[Famous Scientist] Breaks in Tears "Google Quantum Chip Just Shut Down After It Revealed This" ~ Beyond Discovery.
By Dana Crandell12 months ago in 01
Paul's Happy Little Accident
As a Bob Ross fan from long ago, I've always had a great appreciation for his concept of “happy little accidents,” in painting and in life. So, when I decided to write this review of Paul Stewart's poetry collection, The Accidental Poet, I couldn't help but borrow the phrase.
By Dana Crandell12 months ago in BookClub
Devoted, Determined and Deeply Loved
This is one of dozens of photos I have of this very special guy, but it's my favorite for many reasons. Obviously, the light was perfect when I turned and saw it, and it framed up nicely, but the most important part is his intense focus on what you can't see. He's not just watching the sunset.
By Dana Crandell12 months ago in Photography
Hey, It's Me.... Top Story - January 2025.
We're already a week into 2025 and it's long past time I wished all my fellow creators and friends on Vocal a Happy New Year. I haven't been dragging my feet, so much as recovering from the whirlwind of chaos brought by the closing weeks of 2024.
By Dana Crandellabout a year ago in Writers
Dear "Kids"
Dear “Kids,” I know that not a single one of you is likely to ever know this letter exists. I have no way of knowing where any of you are and it may be that none of you remember me at all. That's okay. I'm writing this for me, mostly, and if it somehow finds one or more of you, I'll be ever grateful to the universe for making it so.
By Dana Crandellabout a year ago in Humans
