Ginkgo biloba trees grow around the world. They are unique in that they also grew widely 170 million years ago. Until “recently”—mid-1800s—they were thought by Europeans to be extinct with…
For the past several years my sister Marti and I have collaborated to create entries for the celebration of Poem City. She is the poet and I am the photographer;…
I’ve heard a few grumbles lately, understandably so, about how hot is has been. Vermont so seldom gets in the high-80s or 90s but that is exactly where the thermometer…
My sister, Martha E. Snell, is a fine poet. We have collaborated over the past several years, as poet and photographer, to share our work as part of Poem City. …
There are many things I love about this little city I live in. One special event is a lantern parade that happens in the dark of the year. The kids…
We all have muses, even if not clearly seen or always at hand. Maybe she lurks in the tulip now underground but getting ready for a spring burst. Maybe it…
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…
I joined a group of a dozen volunteers last week to help cook and serve the Thursday community meal at the Trinity Methodist Church in Montpelier. After preparing eighteen gallons of turkey…
On this morning—our first snow on the way—I’m unsure about some things and more certain than ever about others. I’m unsure how strongly to politicize this blog, so let me simply write…
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…
Still Learning To See 