I too often use the word “unbelievable.” Today proves I should have reserved it only for special occasions. The temperature in the sun was in the 70s, too warm for…
To paraphrase Ratty from Wind in the Willows, “nothing is so fine as messing about on snowshoes.” Rob logged our walk on a GPS. As we were packing up, he…
I don’t mean to appear “green greedy.” The dew photographs yesterday whetted my appetite for more green—soft, warm green. I saw a lot of green today—mosses, lichens, wintered-over ferns, tree…
Walking home tonight at sunset with a nearly half-full moon in the sky, I began to think of how much I assume about my life every single day. I thought…
Another lesson I learned, in a workshop I did long ago with John Shaw, has been to just put myself outside walking and enjoying. The light will often not be…
I spent many hours as a child chasing butterflies. I’m afraid many of them ended up chloroformed and pinned into a butterfly collection in the “museum” my brother and I…
Yesterday’s snow has stuck around and stuck to the trees. The drive to Burlington yesterday was glorious—the SE sides of the mountains flocked in white. Despite the reduced hours of…
…there is often, but not always, another and another and another. I notice I sometimes approach photographing a scene or object while also dragging along an inherent sense of scarcity. “This…
My photo-buddy, Rob, and I walked in the woods today. Leaves are down and no snow so walking is easy and free. Fascinating to see how when other pieces of…
Still Learning To See 