I am a little late posting this, but if you know me, it’s not unusual. At times anyway. It’s time to say goodbye to the second decade of the millennium. Not just to the years that have gone by, but to the people who now live only in our hearts and in our dreams. Their… Continue reading Farewell to a Decade
Photography is not merely the process of capturing an image. It’s not just looking at the world, looking at the things that are beautiful. It’s not finding cruelty or kindness, nor is it just looking for excitement, nor is it documenting the commonplace and the mundane. Photography is looking at the world and finding in… Continue reading When There is Joy
Many people obsess about keeping the subject of their photograph in focus. How every part of the image has to be sharp. How great the bokeh is. And all that stuff. Sometimes, you just have to take a picture that you have in your mind. And if that means the subject is not in focus,… Continue reading The setting sun, not in focus
Why is the familiar different now The river by the bend The trees, the rocks, the birds, the sky A thousand steps walked alone In solitude, nature was my friend And yet today, even as the bird sang its welcoming song As the winds of winter give way to the blossoms of spring As the… Continue reading Awakening
Moab, Utah. How can one town in the Utah desert be so close to two of the most spectacular national parks in the United States – Arches National Park and Canyonlands National Park. And in between these two great parks, before entering Canyonlands, Island in the Sky, there is a small state park known as… Continue reading Dead Horse Point State Park
And it was wonderful! With my son (young then) looking at the pristine blue waters of Crater Lake, the beauty of the Cascades was in full view. If Bend was beautiful, the view from the snow covered edge of the caldera that forms the lake is nothing but spectacular. The blue waters. The strong springtime… Continue reading This is Late April!
It was a cloudy day in the D.C. suburbs. We are getting some badly needed rain. And, I had to make a short trip to Harrisonburg, Virginia. So I drive westward on Interstate 66. The clouds were hanging low as I approached the highlands of Shenandoah National Park. A little past the exit to the… Continue reading Roadside Pictures