A haiku hides here
which tonight my plodding mind
cannot seem to find.
for Basho and Issa
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The winter image in the series, Willow On Pond. The rest of the series can be pulled up by clicking “trees” in the Tags section at the top right of the page.
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I see this meadow in the winter moonlight, and I am skiing along the tree line. Every now and again, I stop, and listen to the night. It’s an exquisite stillness, broken only by occasional sounds: a breeze shifting some branches, the hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo of a Great Horned Owl, something scurrying along in the night (maybe a porcupine?). I hear my breath, slowing.
I hope someone has really been out there, and written a poem about it.
(Believe it or not, this photograph is in color)
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Come the fall, as surely as the geese fly south, I go north. Vermont beckons, and I’m off: with my camera, with or without family/friends in tow, for a day, or a week. It’s an inchoate longing – some unconscious desire – that brings me to those back roads, and at some point I find what I’m looking for, and I’m ready to head back home. This year, “enough” came on the second morning of a planned three day trip, in the middle of shooting this scene.
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This is one of the ways to get to the guest house, located on the other side of the road from where Nina Gitana lived.
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Shortly after the eye of Hurricane Irene passed over the CT shoreline, many of us ventured out to survey the damage. This 70 ft fir, at the Ivoryton Playhouse, quickly became the most photographed tree in town, a symbol of the destruction and power of the storm. It fell toward the building, the top just grazing the front doors when it landed. Two days later, only the standing trunk remained. All things must pass.
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There’s probably no finer swimming area in southern VT than the NEPCO picnic grounds on the southern side of Harriman Reservoir: clean, cold water, few people, and access to miles of shoreline. It’s a dreamy place, with high mountain views to the north and west, where it’s easy to wile away a summer day, whatever the weather. Here, a storm is brewing.
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