Shadow & Light

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.

Scintillating

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 smooth surface of Tranters Creek as I paddled up the North Branch. There were no sounds in the early morning except the jays and a raucous pair […]