Beauty in dried leaves and thoughts on the process that got them to where they are.
A chance encounter with the Eastern Redbud, in Virginia.
On this silent night, Charlie Musselwhite and I wish you a Merry Christmas.
What the camera sees versus what the eye sees – the former can be completely heartless!
One of two silhouette-effect photos this week: this first one was obvious to me as I was taking it.
One of a miscellany of short observations from a trip to Scotland. Because it keeps the witches away. The interrupter is three, or so said his grandfather in introducing him to our tour group. As a second son (the three-year-old, that is) he’s a bit of a minx. (The grandfather …