A Photographer's Journal

WEEK TEN: THE OTHER WOMAN

I love my son, Tim, dearly. I love my daughter, too, but she’s not the subject of this post (sorry, Molly – another post for you). Tim...

Nov 27, 20141 min read

I really didn’t want to leave my warm bed to drive down the mountain in the frosty early November air but was determined to capture the...

Nov 16, 20141 min read

There is a small pond in the woods near our house. The pond is an attraction to me, though small. It changes regularly, with the...

Nov 8, 20141 min read

Maybe it’s the little things that, in the end, are the most important. Little details, easily missed, like this one. Little things that...

Nov 1, 20141 min read

In the past six weeks, I have visited five national parks, one national monument and at least six national forests. Last Sunday Peter...

Nov 1, 20141 min read

So many acorns. They’ve been raining on us for three weeks now. Machine gun spatter announcing the wind. And when it’s calm, a sudden...

Nov 1, 20141 min read