“Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet.”― Roger Miller Rain, blessed rain, a little yesterday and a bit more today. We’re so glad to have it, but they say to end the drought this month, we would need 15 inches of rain. We have a long way to go. Strangely, my ferns are…
From what I gather in my reading, photography, much like AI graphics today, was once not considered an art form. When photography first emerged, people struggled to accept that a mechanical device could ever create art. They believed art required skill, time, and most of all, the direct human touch. Since photography could depict the…
A couple of days ago, I stepped outside our back door on a crisp fall morning in North Carolina and was greeted by a breathtaking display of bright yellow and vibrant orange leaves adorning the trees like nature’s confetti. The sun reflected off the wispy clouds, casting a warm golden glow that illuminated the landscape…
“Meanwhile, spring came, and with it the outpourings of Nature. The hills were soon splashed with wild flowers; the grass became an altogether new and richer shade of green; and the air became scented with fresh and surprising smells — of jasmine, honeysuckle, and lavender.”― Dalai Lama XIV, Freedom in Exile: The Autobiography of the…
We left Oswego, New York, and enjoyed the scenic backroads for two and a half days. Our journey took us south-southwest through New York into Pennsylvania, then south-southeast through West Virginia and Maryland to Virginia, near Richmond. Finally, we headed west-southwest toward our home in Charlotte, North Carolina. Somewhat strangely, autumn colors were only beginning…
I made the above autumn photo along the Rocky River* from a boardwalk overlook at Pharr Mill Park, Harrisburg, North Carolina, on November 10th. After heavy area rains on Thursday, November 12th, I returned to the park on November 13th. But floodwaters…
