poetry
These mornings I am a helium nucleus I drift about the forest My two companions appear Here and there Where? I think I would need a quantum probability function to know. They go about their business Sniffing, running, marking At times I think it looks like this.
Video
Three minutes of calming rain.
Pine Street Woods
As we pass through a spectacular fall I capture a few intimate landscapes in the failing evening light. Windy conditions challenged my ability to capture some delicate subjects. The warm slanting light highlighting many subjects. Technical notes: Shot with my GFX 50s ii and Zuiko 135mm f2.8 lens. I
Portugal
Capturing a Mood
Newsletter
We are now in that part of the year where the days shorten with increasing rapidity as we approach the autumnal equinox. For those with an ear for mathematics the seasons are cyclical and cycles mean circles and mathematically we are called to sine(x) to describe the motion. As
Writing
This is a story based on a backpacking trip my brother and I took in November of 1987. He and his enthusiasm for photography is the other half and the foundation of Morse Brothers Studios. The story was told originally in a Blogger blog post many years ago. I later
Photography
I have been playing with some macro photography. Not a terribly fancy setup, just that I have a little spare time in the evening and wanted to fend off the television and maybe teach myself something. I drag my tripod out to the studio and bring along my Fujii GFX
Idaho
I went out to the lake edge in the city this evening as the sun was setting. I didn’t have anything in mind but there were some clouds and who knows… so much can depend on serendipity… at least that is how I find it. I have not been
Writing
Author’s note: This describes a trip I took in 1992 with my brother. It took many years to figure out how to write it. I finally finished it with some great editing help from my cousin Gayle. To those who may see themselves in this story I hope my
Pine Street Woods
Hot August
Pine Street Woods
Mollie and I stepped outside the other morning to a foggy neighborhood. We were heading up to Pine Street Woods (PSW) and so I grabbed my camera excited that there might be some nice fog on the hill. The trails at PSW are all named with little pictures or icons.
Pine Street Woods
It has been a busy and troubled spring for me this year. I have been helping my father settle into his new routine at a long term care facility here and I am happy to say he is on a happy and better plateau now. Meanwhile if have had some