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…
I’ve been a great deal inside lately, my leg in an “aircast” trying to mend a torn tendon and avoid surgery. Much of the enforced hermitage has been a time…
This is a wonderful time of year to be out photographing ice. Of course, at -20F, I both need to dress warmly as well as be extra careful to avoid a…
The American Beech (Fagus grandifolia) is a tree that brings stories to mind. How many lovers’ hearts have been carved in the smooth bark of a Beech, then over the years…
When temperatures drop well below zero, as they did briefly last week (-17F), I always make an effort to get out with my cameras. There is one spot at Morse…
The transition between water and ice is mind-boggling. I see many varieties of ice formed over that small range of a temperature. This was one, new ice on a beaver…
We’ve cycled back round to that point in the year where the streams freeze. When the process is just beginning, beautiful, clear ice can form along the banks of the…
As Rob and I walked today in the woods high above Worcester, I noticed how monochromatic things were: brown leaves, a few dark green ferns and the muted colors of…
It is not unusual, when people see some of my photographs, especially the abstracts, for them to ask “What is that?!” or, a bit more politely, “Where was that taken?”…
Still Learning To See 