Going Back

The osprey nest appeared to be empty, at least temporarily, but Nana Buruku, the ancient cypress tree, still fills the swamp with her spirit. That’s my name for her. The cajun swamp tour guides will introduce her to you as, simply, the oldest tree in the swamp. If I need to go to the part of Louisiana we call Acadiana for any reason, I will do my best to fit in a visit to Lake Martin. Last Friday, I made it for the second time this year. The swamp is a rich but challenging photographic subject. Actually, it’s the richness…

City Fix

Most of my friends know my creation photography best, and that will be the topic of my next blog post, the second in my “Second Wind” series. But I had to interrupt that series to share a different kind of adventure and photography that I also love. This past week, I spent three days in Rhode Island, mostly in Providence with an afternoon in Newport. My photographer friend Aaron Perkins was also on hand. We are both Episcopal deacons and attending our national triennial conference. So… of course, I had to get my “city fix,” doing the kind of photography…

Seize the Moment

My rather crazed existence does not give me the time to do nearly as much of the thing that makes my soul sing as I need and desire. I must carve out and take moments here and there. Yesterday I spent most of the day at a 5-hour meeting about 2 hours from home. It was an important meeting. Good work was done. But, of course, I would always rather be out with my camera! So I take it along. Coming home the weather had turned chill, rainy and gloomy, so actually stopping for 20 minutes of late afternoon light…