On February 9th each year, if the skies are clear, the planet has tilted enough that the sun briefly finds its way back in our kitchen window after a months’…
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…
Thank you to my young friend Kate Spring for sharing this Mary Oliver poem in a recent blog, a blog I encourage you to follow as she is a wise…
Though I do my best to see as much of this amazing world as possible, I know much of it goes unseen, every day. Even an hour in a gray,…
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…
When the first snow covers the ground deeply, it is clearly a line crossed. That happened this week, as it often does by mid-November, as well as me crossing the…
We are well past “post-peak”—the glorious maples are now bare and in “stick season”—with the colors that remain mostly the now-brown Red Oaks, the glowing yellow of White Birch and…
Act One of peak Fall foliage in Vermont is now nearly over with the Sugar and Red Maples mostly gone. It was a gorgeous year, and I’d say most or…
One of the most prominent and beautiful sights in Montpelier is the gold dome of the Vermont Statehouse. This summer has been a laborious and fascinating process of renovating both…
