On a walk last week I could not resist making a slow exposure of the leaves of a Cottonwood being blown in the wind. Like Aspen leaves, these flutter in…
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…
One of the many variations I’ve seen this summer in the leaves of Hosta. Simply beautiful!
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,…
On December 1, 2011 I began this blog with a post about walking in Hubbard Park on a cold crisp morning and seeing new ice forming. For most of the first year I…
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…
One of the issues of having a show in the Governor’s Gallery is the security involved. Vermont, unlike many other states, is not too burdensome but to get to the Gallery you…
It wasn’t that long ago snow still covered the yard. Flying into Burlington on April 3rd Camel’s Hump still looked like this: On a long walk yesterday in Calais we saw many…
We woke up to -18F this morning, normally ideal times to go see what has happened to the ice. Given the foot of snow we had over the weekend, however,…
I love being in the woods here in North Carolina, so much like home but with touches of the bizarre and so prolific. The leaves of the many kinds of…
Still Learning To See 