Related Posts
Walking Alone – Creating Ripples
Cautiously, I transfer my weight to the snow, and find that rising temperatures and a new layer of flakes have…
The Marge of Lake LaBerge
The light snow we drove through in BC was behind us, and early evening sunlight lent extra mystery to the jagged landscape. I was quickly becoming entranced by Yukon.
A Little Luck in SE Alaska
I am giddy. I can’t shoot fast enough. I point my camera to every corner of the sky. The greens are becoming brighter and brighter, streaking up into the stars and back down again. The reds are appearing in blotches here and there. In the southwest sky, Orion lays on his sword in the dark. I photograph it all.
Walking Alone – Trying to be More Birdbrained
Following a fitful night’s sleep, I am off to a later start than I had hoped, but it is still…