Songs of November
Yesterday was a gray day with occasional snowfall adding a white mist to the air. In the afternoon I took a hike at French Regional Park hoping to see migrating trumpeter swans on the lake. Read more…
Yesterday was a gray day with occasional snowfall adding a white mist to the air. In the afternoon I took a hike at French Regional Park hoping to see migrating trumpeter swans on the lake. Read more…
As the end of November approaches, bare tree branches reach for the sky. Gardens have been put to bed for the year. The world is becoming less colorful. Creatures, large and small are preparing for Read more…
This morning after going to the exercise class that I love to hate (though it’s good for my body it’s really hard work!) I decided to take A Walk before the Rain at nearby West Read more…
Here is my next photo/essay in my project series of photos and essays (#6)… Feathered Friends As a child growing up on an Iowa farm I was surrounded by animals. Our farm had milk cows, Read more…
Often when I make photographs I think about Seeing the Unseeable Through the lens of my camera I look deeply into the marrow of life to discover its hidden order, its rhythms, the luminant transparency Read more…
Since I heard the election results last week I’ve been realizing that it’s up to me to Make a Choice about how I want to live in the coming years. Am I going to let Read more…