Beyond Words
No words can express such majesty.
Small but Mighty
Along the trail in Patapsco Valley State Park is a small but mighty waterfall. Full with the early spring rain, it flowed over the moss covered rocks towards a small stream. Loud and bold it was, showing its little might. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Far better is it to dare mighty […]
Birds of a Feather
“Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all.” ― Emily Dickinson
Enter the Night
In the glowing embers of a day soon to pass. Like a Phoenix, we will renew in the dark. To shine brightly in the morn.
Delicate Beauty
The Maryland Orchid Society offers a truly spectacular display and wide variety of orchids during the annual Maryland Home and Garden Show. I remembered this special event as being a superb photographic opportunity with many orchids close and personal. Well lit and clean backgrounds, who could resist the […]
In a Fog
In a fog. Unable to see ahead. The sounds of life muffled. But the road beckons me. To follow its path into the unknown.
The Main Reading Room of the Library of Congress
As in a Sunday morn, it is only fitting that we enter into the cathedral of libraries. The Main Reading Room at the Library of Congress. The painted dome of the Evolution of Civilization reigns high above this room of learning and knowledge. Remarkable in its own right, […]
Cold and Stark
Walk along the frozen river. Where quiet set in like the fog. Nothing but the wind whistling through the trees. Perhaps a bridge will lead us into the spring. With the promise of gentle breezes and soft blossoms. Beyond the bridge, hope dissipates as the frozen river travels […]
The Library of Congress
Two times a year, the Library of Congress in Washington D.C. opens its doors to the general public and photographers. A special event where one can enter into the Main Reading Room and admire the spectacular interior of one of the most incredible buildings. President John Adams signed […]
Solitude
How I go to the woods Ordinarily, I go to the woods alone, with not a single friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore unsuitable. I don’t really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds or hugging the old black oak tree. I have my way […]
Emily Carter ~ Nature as Art 