The day qualified as miserable. Leaden skies, sleet, fog. It looked like it was twilight all day long.
And, then, when it actually was twilight, I stopped at the library and pulled into a parking spot in front of an … Read the rest
Moss View
In December, with the branches of trees totally bare and the wind blowing 20-30 mph, it makes sense to be a nice patch of moss. Close to the ground, its flash of green is the only color still left near … Read the rest
Every Day Not Every Other
Some days I go out to shoot at the very last minute.
Daylight is fading. I have a window of perhaps 20 minutes. I think about not going. I just shot some beautiful sunset photographs yesterday, I say to myself. … Read the rest