The slow beat of blackwater creeks measures time in centuries. There are cypress trees in Carolina swamps more than 26 centuries old. They were saplings during the Bronze Age.
Only the infinitesimal calculus of profit and loss determines what survives and what is sacrificed. Tranters Creek is wonderfully unprofitable.
There is both wildness and intimacy in a single frame, new life and old, sunlight and shadow. It's not a place many people will ever see except in a photograph. Sometime soon it may be gone forever.
Print #7088 The air was warm and humid. It enveloped me like a womb. There was no breeze except the one created by my own passage. Water striders dappled the…
A bald cypress knee-deep in the black water of a Carolina creek is an icon image of the coastal plain.