Category: Personal Project

Winter just won’t let go this year – it’s March 24 and the temperature is supposed to be down in the single digits again tonight. Damn cold walking the dog this morning, bundled up like a Siberian refuge and wishing the dog would hurry up!

Went to Heron Point this afternoon with the dog, thinking I could walk carefully and do some photos in the woods. Fat chance – the path was shear ice, way too slippery for a pair of newly replaced knees. One slip and it’s down the bank into the river.

Gave up on accessing the woods, but was able to get a path to the river with its glorious ice. The Lamprey River is tidal, so there’s a constant push and pull on the ice floes, and what little warm weather we’ve had hasn’t served to melt much. The result, ice shoved up against ice. Wondering what it looked like before I was able to get back out into nature.

Did manage a few photos – and will probably get back again before ice-out.

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Thanksgiving is simply one of the best holidays – no pressure to buy gifts, surrounded by family and exceptional food, a lazy day ( unless you are without a dishwasher), a day to take a walk, a day to reflect on being thankful.

Two very good friends – Phil and Trina had their first child three weeks ago – and have no doubt what they are thankful for today! I spent part of yesterday hanging out with them and shooting photographs of newborn Tiana. (more…)

So I met Kacey at a wedding this summer. I was shooting, she was busy but I mentioned I’d love to do a photo shoot with her sometime, was she interested.

She looked kind of skeptical but took my card – I told her to email me if she decided to model. A few days later she replied that she thought it would be fun – and we spent the next few months trying to coordinate schedules. It was worth the wait! This girl is a natural model and we found a perfect location for her personality and mine. (more…)

Slush, sleet and freezing rain have always struck me much like a porcupine – pretty useless in the greater scheme of things. Porcupines eat the bark off trees – adding to the tree’s demise rather quickly.

Slush takes winter’s beauty and does a number on it, rendering a winter wonderland into a sloppy mess. Too heavy to shovel, it still grabs your car tires and sends the car places it didn’t want to go. (more…)

I’m no student of meteorology, but it seems to me that because of the influence of the ocean it’s impossible to predict the severity of the winter storms that hit the area. The weather folks issue warnings, alerts, talk about accumulations in feet instead of inches. Really it’s all a big crap shoot.

So tonight they’re talking about  1 to 2 feet of snow, schools have already cancelled, the grocery stores are packed like it’s the end of the world. There are lines at the gas stations, everyone is prepping their generators – OK, I’ll admit I’ll probably dig out the camp stove just in case, it’s the best I can do … no generator to get ready. (more…)

My parents are buried in a small rundown cemetery on the top of a hill in Wheeling, West Virginia. It’s not far from where I grew up, but it isn’t exactly around the corner from New hampshire, so I don’t get back there a lot.

When I do, there are two things that always happen – I have long tearful conversations with them, take stock of where I’ve been, where I’m at and where I’m heading. I suspect a therapist would have a field day if these conversations were recorded … thankfully they stay at the cemetery. (more…)

Fortunately hair color lasts more than a day. . . fortunately for me at least.

Tuesday Meg came to school with the brightest shade of pink I’ve seen – and me without my camera. A brief conversation ( I love your hair, I really want to do a photo shoot, Great, how about tomorrow) and visions of how I would shoot it occupied too much of my mind the rest of the day. (more…)

Decided that since the beach is a favorite for me, it was the place to start 2013. Up at 4:30am, out the door by 5, coffee steaming and a thermos full for warmth later. At the beach and on the sand before 5:30 – more than hour to kill before false dawn, wind blowing and guess what…it’s not exactly balmy out!

Doesn’t matter, the air is crisp and clean, just what I need for a start to a year. (more…)

Last night Eliza and I dug a hole in the overgrowth up the hill from the house. I handled the pick, she the shovel. We were lucky – there weren’t as many tree roots and rocks as you would expect in this part of New Hampshire, though the fact that we were digging at dusk did multiply the mosquito factor exponentially. Too hot to wear shirts or sweatshirts, a lot of bare skin was offered for their nightly feast.

The hole was about 3-4 feet deep, a couple feet wide and the same long. Big enough to accommodate Boo. (more…)