Falling Flakes
I still love my seasons.
Mystery
Photography 101. Who is this? What are they singing? One of my all-time favorites.
Warmth
Photography 101. A few rays from the sun find their way through the forest branches to warm the bark of this birch tree on a November afternoon in NH.
Natural World
Photography 101. Trying something a little different. I have hundreds of wildlife photos, but wanted to try another approach. This is looking down an oak tree out behind my house.
My Street
In the foreground you’ll see there’s a street sign warning drivers that the bridge will freeze before the roadway. Further back you see the guard rail that keeps things from falling off of the bridge.…
2013 in review
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 12,000 times in…
Kearsarge December 14th
Press Release: December 16, 2013 December 14: Kearsarge 1 @ Cardigan Mountain 2 (OT) The destination of our drive north was to an old rink on a campus that is home to a fantastic hockey…
Performance within a Performance
There’s a certain part of me that I hope never goes away. As a matter of fact, I wish it would continue to grow so that I may more effectively share it with others for the remainder of my days. I am talking about the feeling of Christmas morning, the appreciation of the season, the reason for Christmas, and my love for the old Christmas carols. Yes, even in my 40’s I still get excited about Christmas, excited about the season, about the old, and about the new. It’s a wonderful time of the year, and if I never got another physical present for Christmas, I’d still be happy and blessed if I could just experience the songs, the sounds, the gathering of loved ones, and of course my yearly visit with my old friends of the Trans-Siberian Orchestra.
Poem from It’s Quiet Now
I was thinking about my kids this evening while looking through the 100+ blog posts I have written. I came across this poem I wrote as part of the post, “It’s Quiet Now”, from October.…
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