I managed to catch this image a few years back on the closing day of the county fair. It always reminds me of an old bible verse I was taught as a child. The only part of it I still remember is the last line. And a child shall lead them.
A tired sailor stops for a rest on the shores of choppy Lake Ontario.
Downpour after downpour the lily stands resilient, clinging to that precious one day in bloom.
Beneath the famed pier in Old Orchard Beach Maine at low tide a few years back. I miss everything about this place.
Evening mist rolls in over the Hudson. I was lucky enough to be near the right place at the right time to swoop up my camera and capture this haunting image.
Taking cover under some trees as the sun splits through the clouds of a passing storm.
A fusion of wind, water, and light: a recipe for an interesting abstract photograph.
One of my first attempts at abstraction. Very little post processing here. Most of this effect was created using long exposure and slight movement.
Sometimes something as simple as a reflection in the right light can make an interesting abstract image.
The Hudson Pointe Nature preserve is a favorite walking trail of mine near my home in upstate New York. In early spring it’s not uncommon for this bridge to become fully submerged due to snowmelt running down from the high peaks of Mount Marcy where the Hudson River begins.