I love winter for being able to see the “bones” of trees—their branches and shapes. Trees similar to the two old fencerow Sugar Maples shown above, one clearly much…
The past few weeks have been busy with getting ready for the upcoming show at the Gruppe Gallery and being out-of-doors enjoying some February sunshine. I finally downloaded images from…
Ice is a living thing that changes day to day. How lucky I am! After a brief warm spell during which ice melted and waters raged, we were greeted with…
Regular readers know I love cold weather, especially the kind called “deep freeze.” Several weeks ago we had temperatures cold enough that the ice on the North Branch, and in…
For many the Winter Solstice—the shortest day/longest night of the year in the Northern Hemisphere—has disappeared in a blur of bright street lights, television, and little screens we carry around.…
Seeing ice form is one of the great delights of my life. Not only understanding why and where it forms on a small stream this time of year but also…
The photography group I meet with regularly likes assignments! So last month we agreed to illustrate a poem of our choice with seven of our photographs. Mine, “Winter Trees” by…
Cold again. March! More lovely ice. I’ll enjoy it while I can.
As a photographer I’ve long marveled at the small differences in light and composition that make a photograph either dynamic or a cliché. In my career as an educator who spent…
Rivers frozen hard under deep snow roared to life, and all over Central Vermont last week steam could be seen rising from sugar houses as the first of the new…
Still Learning To See 