The autumn wind is a pirate. Blustering in from sea with a rollicking song he sweeps along swaggering boisterously. His face is weather beaten, he wears a hooded sash with a silver hat about his head… The autumn wind is a Raider, pillaging just for fun. Steve Sabol
Autumn continues to amaze with its colorful glory. Although the color will most likely disappear in about a week. The lighting was stunning over the river this afternoon, with the reflections of the trees in the flowing water. Earlier today I did a horse and rider portrait shoot […]
The morning started at dawn at the Annnapolis Maritime Museum in Eastport. The morning was hot and hazy for a early October morning. The geese were on the move southward, and a few fishermen were on the docks hoping for an early catch. Today was the day […]
An early morning rise to greet the morning overlooking Northeast Harbor. Well known for the classic antique wooden boats, outlandishly fancy Hinckley boats, and lobster boats, the harbor holds many treasures. When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive […]
I wonder if anyone else has an ear so tuned and sharpened as I have, to detect the music, not of the spheres, but of earth, subtleties of major and minor chord that the wind strikes upon the tree branches. Have you ever heard the earth breathe? Kate […]
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky. Rabindranath Tagore
Tropical Storm Debby is refusing to leave Florida, of course in perfect timing of when I need to clean out my mother’s house. But in spite of the constant heavy rain, progress is being made and I can shortly get on a jet airplane to head home. Rainy […]
