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
Awakening this morning to a foggy mist covering the landscape, the morning felt magical. It was to be a day of contradictions as rain was called for the day. Wanting to capture Annapolis in the fog, I packed up the camera and headed south. Crossing over the Severn […]
The humidity has broken, and the day was picture perfect. With blue skies and cooler temperatures. The first day of my riding clinic went really well, and four more days to go. The weather was so perfect today that a long-overdue evening cruise on the bay was due. […]
An overcast afternoon led to a quick float down the river to see the sights. With drab light, drama was found within. The Laughing gulls were watching with a careful eye. And boats sat tied to their docks, quiet and serene. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What I dream of is an […]
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 […]
This is the most amazing journey I’ve ever seen. Travel with Jacek around the world on the Pangaea Sailing Vessel from the past four years.
Emily Carter ~ Nature as Art 