At the Zoo
Opportunities – with a side order of doubt – for photography at the Santa Barbara zoo.
Read MoreOpportunities – with a side order of doubt – for photography at the Santa Barbara zoo.
Read MoreMontaƱa de Oro’s little sibling has a charm all its own.
Read MoreWeather, wildlife and woods of Big Sur in the fall.
Read MoreA new camera, new teleconverter, and first use of a polarizing filter was maybe a bit much to take in all at once.
Read MoreLearning to love the consumers of carrion.
Read MoreLearning how to co-exist with the wild things.
Read MoreAlways a little less pristine than I’m expecting.
Read MoreAtascadero Lake, January 2014
Read MoreLate Christmas in Livermore with birds, a dog, and four generations of family
Read MoreHe has no name and no past. This is not a cheap device to build unearned narrative tension, but a literal and genuine truth. Intoxicated by the beckoning brightness of ceanothus and daylilies he has drifted from his fellows and their afternoon ritual and is now irremediably lost. He may experience a vague unease or he may not notice it at all.
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