A Quiet Reset
A first entry, notes from time spent creating, noticing, and slowing down. This journal will hold reflections from the field and the quiet moments between.
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The weather didn’t cooperate this weekend for a predawn astro shoot, but I still worked on my craft. We headed out to scout future locations and stopped by an old favorite just because. We practiced what one of our instructors taught us, go out ahead of time and plan where you’ll shoot. I’m not sure…
Sideways, Still Worth It March 7, 2026
The end of the week went a little sideways. Nothing major, just enough to cut into the time I usually set aside for photography and editing. I wasn’t feeling 100%, but my photo adventure companion had a new lens that needed to be put through its paces, so we went anyway. We made good time…
The Night We Noticed
After changes in plans and lots of planning we decided to try some Astro Photography at Redfish Lake. My friend had been looking for a good reflection location for Milky Way photography, and Redfish Lake was high on her list. We arrived late in the afternoon on July 9, giving us time to find our…
When Inspiration Sneaks In
Since the trip to Redfish Lake, I haven’t been able to create photographically. Between the end of the short summer semester, the launch of the online shop, the crazy heat, thunderstorms, and wildfires, I have tried to stay indoors. That doesn’t mean I haven’t been stretching my creative muscles, though. I made some folio scrapbooks…
What I Can’t Show You Yet
One of my challenges when creating new work is that not everything can be shared right away. Over the past few weeks I’ve been spending time in the South Hills with a friend, adding new photographs to my growing collection of wildlife and night sky images. Some of those photographs may find their way into…
Just Another Boulder
Despite the rain and wind, we’d had a successful day photographing wildlife in Yellowstone National Park. We were heading back for the evening when we noticed some people along the road who appeared to be watching something. Unfortunately, they weren’t interested in sharing what they were looking at. About a quarter mile farther down the…
