From the front porch of the place we rented on the beach in North Carolina we could see both the sunrise and the sunset! There were some gorgeous ones too. And…
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…
The Winter Solstice has long been a special time for those of us living far north of the equator. While for some it is—understandably—a hard, cold, dark time of year,…
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…
Another view of yesterday’s Full Hunter Moon from the Sparrow Farm on North Street setting over the Green Mountains. It is, perhaps, a bit of a cliché photograph but then…
This morning, up North Street at Sparrow Farm, the moon setting just north of Camel’s Hump. One of many reasons I’m thankful to live here in Vermont!
The dunes of Lake Michigan are always a magical spot. Whether arriving at dawn in quiet, golden light or on the tail end of an immense storm, there are few…
I’ve been down with the old “one, two” count, foot still in an air-cast and on top of that a nasty cold. Just about the time I’ve thought I might…
When we first moved from the wide-open spaces of Michigan to mountainous Vermont, I felt like I did not see a sunset for a couple of years. Then I learned…
Nature overflows with patterns, whether growing branches, ripples in a pond or the fan of petals on a flower. Many are images of some sort of tension. None is “perfect”—such…
