One of the delights of Shelburne Museum is seeing the pride that staff and docents take in sharing the place with visitors. I’ve experienced it every time I’ve been there, and…
I’d love to climb into George Sherwood’s mind and see how his work gets started and then continue to hang out long enough to see how he devises the darned things!…
The hills of Vermont are once again sunny and hot and full of life in a hundred shades of green.
The gods were with us this morning—again!—as we pasted the last six photographs on the buildings on Langdon Street. What an amazing process this whole project has been, both the…
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…
My good friend Rob Spring and I are a couple of photographers working together to create a wonderful new art installation this summer as part of the Langdon Street Alive…
Tree buds of all kinds: mind-boggling to watch them unfold and impossible to believe all that life formed inside them to begin with.
This cool Spring has slowed down the growth of many plants and kept those that have bloomed flowering longer. The early Tulips are just coming on and are lovely. I…
Jim Harrison, a poet who recently died, says in his poem “Horses” “In truth each day is a universe in which we are tangled in the light of stars.” I’m…
A light frost last night. Perhaps the last of this slow Spring? It seems that everything is almost instantly green or in flower, as if I’ve just woken from sleep.…
Still Learning To See 