A bit of slowly moving water, a branch bare of leaves and I’m lost, mesmerized by the reflections.
As our part of the earth looks away from the sun—a month to the Solstice—we really know it here in Vermont. Even if today is dark and rainy and feels more…
Last summer I had a show entitled “I nearly walked by…” Thirty-two photographs showed moments I nearly missed because I was somewhere other than in the present moment. One of the…
My friend Alan asked me “What happened to the Ginkgo?” Somehow I forgot to post the photographs of the 125-year old tree this year as it turned an amazing shade…
In spring I celebrate the new leaves of trees, green in so many shades. Those of Beech trees I find particularly gorgeous. By summer it is obvious the leaves of trees are…
I find astonishing beauty at nearly every turn. This was moss and lichen growing on a rock by the river. When I think beyond simple beauty I’m seeing—shapes, colors, textures—and imagine…
“Stick season” is that time of year when the leaves are off the trees and the snow has not yet arrived. As Peter Gilbert, executive director of Vermont Humanities Council, so…
I’ve written in the past about the deadly decline of Monarch butterflies over the past several years. This change is so noticeable in the fall when Monarch collect by the…
The world of people and politics makes little sense to me tonight. As the last few leaves on this Silver Maple drop, the buds have already formed for the leaves…
Still Learning To See 