On May 3, 2006, more than 12 years ago, I created an image at the Foothills Parkway. I know this because the picture is a
Category: Journal
It’s all in my head
Back before I left for my Labor Day trip to the White Mountains of east central California and the Bristlecone Pine Forest, I wrote about
Hello Autumn!
Hello Autumn! It finally happened! It doesn’t feel like it, it doesn’t look like it, but Autumn finally began today. The autumnal equinox in technical
Ancient Bristlecone Pines – Redux
As I write this, I’m in route to photograph the ancient bristlecone pine forest. That’s right, I’m headed to the White Mountains of south-central California
Hello Foothills!
The Foothills Parkway, Great Smoky Mountains National Park. It’s so close to my house and sometimes yet so far. I’m trying remember the last time
Saturday…
It’s a Saturday morning. The sky is gray and the ground is wet here in East Tennessee. I’m content sitting here in my chair with
