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…
The upcoming assignment for the local photo group I meet with regularly is “simplicity.” The field of what that means in our photographs is wide open. Given how much snow…
As the sun climbs higher our snowy world becomes a beautiful stage for shadows of all kinds. Here are two simple ones I found in Hubbard Park this week.
I love Hubbard Park in Montpelier! There is a fabulous sledding hill and a traffic caution sign indicating the sledding ahead. Where can you see a sign saying “slow down for sledders?!”…
Solving the mystery of the old fence line trees in Hubbard Park led me to another mystery nearby. As I was snowshoeing down from the park, I came across the…
One of the things I love about trees is that many live longer than humans so when I plant one, I’m planting it for my grandchildren or great-grandchildren. When I…
My good friend and hiking pal, Michael, regularly comments about some of the magnificent scenery we see on our walks: “That’s why I live here!” We are so fortunate. Though,…
My friend Michael and I wandered on a long walk through Hubbard Park yesterday. On a warm and humid day the woodland trails were cool, inviting us to feast on summer’s…
I have previously shown several of the photographs I’m planning on hanging in the Governor’s Gallery. I figure if I don’t tire of seeing a piece—and some I do—it is worth…
When leaves drop, revealing the “bones” of the trees, I feel like old friends have returned for a visit. I won’t tire of seeing them all winter long, against the…
Still Learning To See 