Nature Photography

Out of Context n°686 — “I have kept silence for two years, haven’t made public the idlings of the mind. Some say the hard problem of consciousness is one defined by the lack of publicly-available knowledge; we cannot access how it feels to be someone else than who we are. This can be a troubling…

Out of Context n°690 — “These minds were made to feel awe for anything — and especially so when idle. They all fire up at once, the signals of this interconnectedness that precludes our existence. Yet none of it can be retained. They’ll load up the memory buffer during the morning shower, during the presomniac…

Out of Context n°687 — Paved roads of cars that roam Are sure to grow weary on my bones. And there’s a high hill close to home Onto which I seldom venture alone. How I recall those many days of yore When we’d go fresh out in the morn; And up that hill now far across the globe Would stare for small eons into the fog. Written on February 9th, 2022.

The slip and slop of asparagus soup, leaking green palettes of wallpaper water, twigs, leaves, of living memories, port authority of rowboat ripples, unseen roots under cavernous water, seeping canvas of cosmic mystery, thoughts meshed in floating symmetry, the ‘who am I?’, the ‘why and wherefore’ in the mint sauce and garlic flower beds. The clutch of a camera, the snap of a photo, the click of a mouse — upload.

How a long-dead tree stump taught me to truly see — I walked past this tree stump nearly every day for three years without seeing it. I noticed it, but I didn’t see it. I thought I was good at seeing things. I’d just started studying photography and took my camera with me everywhere. …

A wind chill of 84 degrees below zero, with winds gusting to 110 mph. The temperature: 30.7 degrees below zero. That sums up the extreme cold at the summit of 6,288-foot Mount Washington in New Hampshire — shortly before noon today, according to the Mount Washington Observatory. It will soon…