After death, a voicerises,The earthgroans,Thunderrumbles,Live, they say.Live. Live. Live.–BJK, 2010
Tag: photography
#AdventWord #Again
Cycles. The universe is organized by and around cycles. For those of us who practice the Christian faith, today, November 30, 2025, is the beginning of two important cycles. The first and most obvious is the annual cycle of seasons that guide our worship: Advent, followed by Christmastide, and so on. But the annual cycle of the church year is part of a larger, 3-year cycle created by the “Revised Common Lectionary,” whereby we schedule readings from the Bible to make sure we cover the most important stuff every three years. Today is Advent 1 of Year A. Cycles. Things…
Between Here and There
That’s the title of the current exhibition of “satellite members” of D’Art Gallery, a cooperative in the downtown Denver arts district (900 Santa Fe). I joined the Gallery as a satellite member about a year and a half ago. For this year’s show, I sent a series of five images from a larger collection I call “#TrackingTide.” The collection came about because one fine day on Dauphin Island, Al., I was walking back toward my car on “East End Beach” with the waves of the Gulf of Mexico lapping at my feet. I had already photographed the birds and Atlantic…
September: Tensas River NWR
You never know what you’re going to see. But in or near the Tensas River NWR, your chances of seeing a Louisiana Black Bear (Ursus americanus luteolus) are better than anywhere else in the state! I have now encountered a bear on three occasions, the last one being in September 2024. After completing a Sunday morning assignment in St. Joseph, La., I entered the refuge from the south and drove slowly north, looking for wildlife and stopping often to photograph birds, butterflies, dragonflies, wildflowers and the ubiquitous raccoons. Tensas rarely disappoints the avid wildlife watcher and photographer. By the time…
August: Cat Island
Cat Island is a National Wildlife Refuge near St. Francisville in south central Louisiana. It’s a wonderfully primitive refuge. It has one road with a turn-around at the end of it somewhere in the middle of the refuge. You drive in, you drive out; you do not drive through. The road to the entrance of the refuge runs along a bayou and is interesting in its own right for wildlife observation. But the dominant feature is “the big tree,” a Bald Cypress (Taxodium distichum) estimated to be 1500 years old. It is 96 feet tall, has a diameter of 17…



