I was thrilled yesterday morning to find a beautiful, golden leaf on my doorstep and later in the afternoon to find another, this one dried and brown but of the…
I visited my old friend, a stream in Middlesex, last week—one I’ve been to hundreds of times. The water was very low and what was there was filled with fallen…
My wife and I have always loved the line from wonderful spoof play, Spamalot, “I’m not dead yet!” Many see Fall as the end of the lives we greeted in the Spring. One…
The past few weeks have unfolded into one of the most spectacular Fall foliage seasons I can remember in the thirty-six years we’ve lived in Vermont. And that is not to…
In looking back over photographs made in the month of September in earlier years, I’m stunned to think what things may look like in just three weeks. Fall foliage is often at…
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…
These are the last three photographs of all I’ve been previewing that will hang next week in my new show at The Governor’s Gallery. (Click on them and they become…
No matter the season I spend a fair bit of time on streams with my camera. I look for the texture of the water, especially the ripples, and…
I tend to be a photographer who often concentrates on the relationships of form and shape in a scene but when I ignore the light, things often fail to work.…
When we first moved to Vermont from Michigan, I felt hemmed in by the mountains. It seemed I did not see a sunset for the first couple of years! Now,…
Still Learning To See 