Those who visit here know I love trees—touching them, learning about them, planting them, and, of course, photographing them—not, by the way, an easy task. I recently had a chance…
The group of photographers I’ve enjoyed working with recently had the challenge theme of “jigsaw puzzles.” These are a few I shared that I think would make dandy ones, though…
I am of that age where many of the memories of our son and daughter as young kids are, honestly, fading. That’s okay because the many memories still I still…
What I don’t know can easily drive me to paralysis. But if I had to know everything I’d encounter on my next step, I could not move a single step.…
When the first snow covers the ground deeply, it is clearly a line crossed. That happened this week, as it often does by mid-November, as well as me crossing the…
I love this month of dark changes and contrasts, small bits of color, and getting ready for winter. In the late afternoon yesterday clouds billowed over Hubbard Park as the…
Like many I am often still feeling lost in this brave new world we find ourselves in. These past few weeks more than a thousand people have Illegally crossed the Vermont border…
Our daughter lives in Oakland. She is still reeling from the recent, unimaginably horrible fire at Ghost Ship. Like many of the thirty-six who died, she is an artist who…
The wind was raw today and wild enough that I was hesitant to walk in Hubbard Park for fear of encountering a “widow-maker.” But the sun and clear air drew me…
I love walks that start off with no destination or intention other than to walk. Rob came by and spontaneously we walked by Michael’s house where we found him unexpectedly…
Still Learning To See 