If you were thinking of a White Christmas…

It’s been a while since I’ve seen snow on Christmas Day. But whenever I see an accumulation of freshly fallen, still clean snow I remember a particular day in the Colorado Rockies.  I try to remember exactly how …

I remember clouds

Not demanding, but infusing their request to see them through my own lens – to give them form, shape and message they’re unconscious of. Who are they, what do they look like? What are they becoming? Look! Oh, …

Dead Bug Touring in Roadside America

You know you’re driving through god’s country when you’ve got a mess of dead bugs on your windshield. You know you’ve gone through man’s land when there’s not a single bug on your car because of all the …

What I didn’t see on last summer’s vacation…

I’m not really into dinosaurs – but I could go back to Dinosaur National Monument in a heartbeat. Sure, it has some of the best scenery I saw in my summer-long camping trip in the Rockies. But what’s …

Full Moon Magic in the Rockies. Almost

There’s something magical about a full moon on a clear mountain night. Hell, on any clear night. When you add music, ritual and belief, we begin straying into other worlds of consciousness. I remember a summer night at …

How do you draw the sound of snow?

It stops falling with little taps before it melts on parts of my coat. Just sits and collects on other parts. Simply touches and sits on branches around me. Becomes one with unfrozen stream water. Bundled up and …