Down from the forested hill, near the pond, the sound of blue jays fill the autumn air. Their raucous morning routine juxtaposed against the quiet woo...

It’s a breezy day between the edge of the woods and the coastal pasture. Looking out over the water, birds calls punctuate the rustling trees in the w...

We spent the day floating in the lake. Now, on top looking out over its moonlit glow, the campfire crackles and nature’s nighttime metronome plays gen...

Morning coffee on the creek. Down there, the cool water burbles with the frogs, while up here, crows and crickets round out the warming day. Sep 2019.

The night is cool and there’s a light breeze drifting up through the valley. The nocturnal mountains are alive with creatures, and in the distance, a ...

The tide is on the turn. With it, the waves lap along the shore, sending the sandpipers scurrying in a continuous rhythm. A few gulls chirp as they fl...

A thick summer shower blew through here this afternoon. In its wake, a dew fresh dampness and cricketing croaking of the surrounding wooded meadow. Th...

Close your eyes. Imagine a warm summer breeze blowing gently. Hear the birds calling out from the nearby woods. Feel the cold creek water flow past yo...

It’s early morning on the banks of the Delaware. There’s still a low cloud hugging the treeline before the streaks of sun will light up the shores and...

Here we are. Past the grassy field and nestled among the trees overlooking the Penobscot River. Birds are chirping and insects buzzing in the light mo...