It is easy for me to be nostalgic about railroads. Like many my age, I grew up in a time and place where they were part of everyday life. while I…
Liz and I recently had a wonderful afternoon at Shelburne Museum seeing the Impressionist exhibition as well as a stunning exhibit of star-pattern quilts. There is always much to see…
I make no secret of how much I enjoy seeing reflections in water, especially of Vermont’s Fall colors. But we are still in the midst of summer here—hot days and (mostly)…
So much of what I see is filtered by a brain long conditioned to recognize patterns. If that were not the case, my bet is every day would be a…
Every year I am surprised, but really not, by a few days toward to middle or end of August when it feels “fall-like.” I actually have to close windows and…
I admit I’ve been a snob about photos made using cell phones. Part of it has always been the rather low image quality, and the other part was the huge numbers…
Meadows are some of the loveliest places in the world! These are complex ecosystems that typically brim with life. I recently had a chance to visit a spot in Michigan where one…
On the first morning I had a chance to visit the dunes at Ludington State Park several weeks ago everything was covered in heavy dew. I was soaked to the waist…
There are few places as special to me as the sand dunes along the eastern shore of Lake Michigan at dawn—regardless of weather or the time of year. I love the…
No one sings “What a wonderful world!” quite like Satchmo did. I never tire of listening to it. Part of what I hear in that song is about family. I…
Still Learning To See 