Winter’s morning light is wonderful for two reasons. First, it happens later! Second, the sun is lower in the sky with more opportunity for back-lit situations. I’ve enjoyed being home…
As you may know, I regularly meet with a group of six other local photographers to share our work with and learn from each other. Inevitably we also edge off…
I love again seeing the bones of the trees. This Black Locust, just down the street and visible from my window, is a gem with its curling branches against the…
Even as winter’s dark days continue to grow longer and dimmer (and humans behave more insanely than ever), I’m again seeing a simplicity in the palette of late Fall colors that moves…
Tomorrow marks eight years since my mother died—her “last, great journey” as she called death. Just a month shy of 96 years old, she was born in China of missionary…
Still Learning To See 