I find it easy to lose track of reality lately. So easy to become trapped in the part of our collective human insanity that shows up on the computer screen when…
Summer ending? Fall transitioning? Winter beginning? I guess it depends on my point of view. It has been a long and glorious summer, even if also a disaster for our…
I laugh when folks around here argue about whether we are at peak foliage. Who cares? It is glorious in all directions, some more than others. Right?! I’m tired of hearing…
I love photographing water. Often it is necessary to get wet, not an unpleasant thing much of the year. But the rocks in our Vermont streams are typically slippery, and I’m…
Photographing people at the Farmers Market last Saturday was delightful and productive! Since then Rob Spring and I have been sorting through the images to find the relatively few we’ll…
Compared to the huge miracles of life Springing forth around us this week, the project my friend Rob and I are creating on Langdon Street is tiny. Regardless, are well underway…
My good friend Rob Spring and I are a couple of photographers working together to create a wonderful new art installation this summer as part of the Langdon Street Alive…
Tree buds of all kinds: mind-boggling to watch them unfold and impossible to believe all that life formed inside them to begin with.
Jim Harrison, a poet who recently died, says in his poem “Horses” “In truth each day is a universe in which we are tangled in the light of stars.” I’m…
A light frost last night. Perhaps the last of this slow Spring? It seems that everything is almost instantly green or in flower, as if I’ve just woken from sleep.…
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