Some years the foliage is just not as dramatically colorful as others (not the case this year!), and some years the water is too low or too high, and the…
As I age in this era of “bucket lists” I have a longer and longer alternative list of things I know I will NOT see. And that is okay. Yesterday…
If I’d never seen blue sky, rippling water and reflections of light, I’d probably not believe someone who told me about them. “No way! That sounds impossible!” Maybe so, but…
Millstone Trails in Graniteville, Vermont, is a remarkable group of old granite quarries—from swimming pool size to a lake that is hundreds of feet deep—and literal mountains of “grout” (small…
Rarely am I photographing water without having my mind blown. Today, spending a couple hours on the North Branch at the Cascades, was no exception. Intense sunshine illuminates the stream…
I am still learning to see and most days I also feel like a giant failure! Seeing the natural world involves peeling back layer on layer and the time to…
Thank you again to Mary Oliver for her poem, “Don’t Hesitate,” a beautiful reminder of the abundance of joy in life. Seeing the world through my camera gives me both…
I recently showed three photographs reflections in water at the recent Valley Arts Photo Show at the Big Red Barn, a wonderful venue, especially when filled with hundreds of…
I finally managed to get to a favorite little stream up near Morrisville on Friday. This is a spot I look forward to visiting to every Fall because it is…
Words like “timeless” fail to capture the sense I have being in one of the many abandoned granite quarries of Central Vermont. The calm water reflects a reality that is…
