Talking Pictures

I was looking for an access path to the ocean to shoot the sunrise one brutally cold morning in November at Seabrook Beach, New Hampshire. The temperature was so low my eyes were tearing up so I sat down on this bench to unload my gear and blow on my hands.

When the sun came up a calm rushed over me. I got so caught up in the amazing light of the sunrise that I put my camera...

My commute to and from work took me past this massive tree nearly every day for three years. The tree always commanded my attention, particularly during the winter months when its scraggly, barren limbs were highlighted by the latest snowfall. Though the tree had been dead for many years, it continued to stand as the patriarch of the park. A long-abandoned school remains on the park’s...

I have studied and photographed Chesapeake Bay skipjacks for many years and they always provide wonderful subject matter. This image, taken with a Nikon D100, is the bowsprit of one of these workboats in the harbor at St. Michaels, Maryland. At first glance, this photo looks like a confused mess, but on closer inspection, everything is in its place. The sail is neatly stacked or...

My wife and I were visiting Hwange National Park in Zimbabwe. The sun had just dropped below the horizon and we were preparing to return to Little Makalolo, our base camp, when I heard “thrashing” sounds that were unmistakably those of an elephant herd.

We could barely make out the silhouetted movements of the herd on the far side of the river. I knew not to use a...

It is a popular belief that the predator cats of Africa do not swim and avoid water. Several extremely rainy years in the mountains that feed Botswana’s Okavango Delta region have shown that to be a great misconception. Water has overflowed the usual waterways of the world’s largest inland delta to cover grasslands and roadways. Yet, the wildlife of Botswana continues to thrive.
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Wandering around at sunrise in my new neighborhood, I came upon this wonderful pier with three men fishing. The sunrise, which silhouetted the fishermen, was behind the island of Sister Keys. The haze and colors are just as they were that early morning. I loved the symmetry of the men and the pier and their reflections in the water—they were not posed. Thinking how great it would be if they...

When I’m not out photographing, I’m participating in my other passion: reenacting the fur trade period of the West in the early 1800s. While on a trip this fall with two friends in the Eagle Cap Wilderness of eastern Oregon, we had broke camp and were in the saddle heading to a lower elevation as a major early storm was moving in. As the snowflakes got bigger and bigger, I could see...