Here's some early shots from the last week or so. I don't know w hat got into me. Adams pond and the whole world lit up pink the other day, it was so peaceful and fresh. I could smell the apples from the orchard nearby, too. and less than an hour later it looked like... Continue Reading →
My eyes aren't always turned downwards, finding tiny details to show to the rest of the world. No, sometimes I pretend I'm a landscape photographer. Here are a sunrise at the coast and a sunset at a lake. Unfortunately there were no clouds in the sky for the sunrise, but when I saw the clouds... Continue Reading →
So I’ve been thinking about this blog post and putting it off because I didn’t have an angle, a theme or a cohesive idea to pull it together. As with a lot of my writing it just needed time to brew, like a good pot of French Press coffee. (Four minutes with 200 degree water... Continue Reading →
An online photographer friend said that he doesn't do much black and white landscape work because he feels he needs the color to be there because it was there. I agree with him up to a point. No, I'm no Ansel Adams, but I do like how a black and white photograph can work when... Continue Reading →
Part of the joy of shooting in the winter in New England is dealing with the cold. Mostly it's just a matter of the right clothing, but a photographer lives and dies by her eyes and her hands and it's the hands that suffer most. I think I need to get some of those pocket... Continue Reading →
This is a new thing for me, choosing my best photos of the year. I’ve done it with books I’ve read and albums I’ve bought, but not things I made myself. It can be hard to subjectively judge your own work, but I think it's a worthy exercise for anyone who wants to get better... Continue Reading →
On the way home from an appointment I took a rather long detour which brought me by the Hopkinton-Everett Dam. It was built in the early 60s as part of a flood control measure. In 1938 there was a powerful hurricane that caused immense damage and destruction. The Piscataquog, like other rivers, overflowed its banks... Continue Reading →
While the season is by no means over, the peak color is draining rapidly. A storm came through yesterday that probably knocked a lot of leaves off the trees and so I was even more glad to have gotten out in the days before. Because of my health issue, my fall season was in jeopardy... Continue Reading →
