A quick out-and-back on the Ice Age Trail.
After my first walk down river on the Grandfather Falls IAT segment, I knew I had to go back when the snow melted and I did. Can you believe it's only 3 weeks later?! This time I started further down and walked upstream and because of that I came on the little marsh first -... Continue Reading →
Seeing beyond my expectations - how a New Hampshire photographer adapts to Wisconsin.
Ah that famous scene in Pulp Fiction where Vincent enumerates the little differences between the US and Amsterdam. I had a similar experience recently and no, it didn't involve Burger King either. As you've probably gathered by now, I practically live in the woods. It started when I was a kid. No amount of fairy... Continue Reading →