Where crooked limbs reach
In some mysterious way woods have never seemed to me to be static things. In physical terms, I move through them; yet in metaphysical ones…
Photographs, photography and discussions about it
In some mysterious way woods have never seemed to me to be static things. In physical terms, I move through them; yet in metaphysical ones…
… Winter trees can often look harsh without leaves but the fog and early morning lighting, in this case, softened the effect, displaying a pleasing composition. …
The end and beginning of years are often times of reflection….
This blog has been around since 2006 but in 2009 I began the tradition of doing a self portrait — one per year. You’ll seldom see photos of me on here at any other time.
Temperatures in the lower thirties, a misty cold rain, 5-10 mph wind and plenty of mud…great conditions it seems for Race #9 of the 2013-2014 North Carolina Cyclo-Cross (NCCX) Series held at a local community park here in Salisbury, NC today.