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I am a commercial and fine art photographer based in northern Vermont. I specialize in high quality, client-specific photography for breweries, restaurants, resorts and general businesses, as well as travel photography.

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Entries in Darling Hill Road (4)

9:51AM

Photo of the Day 06/13/10 - Sky Blue Sky

With the sky blue sky, this rotten time
Wouldn't seem so bad to me now
-Wilco

Larger version for viewing here: Sky Blue Sky

If you'd like to order a true panoramic of this image, please contact me here at the blog or at my contact page. SmugMug doesn't offer panoramic prints, and panoramics like this looks particularly good as a fotoflōt print.

 

6:48AM

Photo of the Day 04/26/10 - Even Old Barns Get Cow Licks

This old, hulking behemoth lived behind our house for years and years. It was alive with wildlife and memories, creaky wood and rusty tin, and the grace that only old things can have. One night, it burned to the ground at the hands of a vengeful lightning storm, probably angry for how high on the hill the barn stood. It's gone now, but it shared itself with my camera on a number of occasions, its not-so-vacant eyes gazing out over the lake and valley. We still miss it. So, it's not lost.

Larger version for viewing and purchase here: Even Old Barns Get Cow Licks

7:01AM

Photo of the Day 04/09/10 - Fresh Cajun Blackened Electric 

The remains of our wreckage. Our recent house fire has yielded surprises aplenty, including pictures. We're through the cleanup phase and into the rebuilding phase, and we hope to get into the move-back-in phase sometime in the next few weeks. It's been a surreal and exhausting last month and a half, to say the least. We're grateful for our close friends and family, as well as the many good people who've helped along the way.

8:33AM

Photo of the Day 02/21/10 - Vacant Stare

 

Once upon a time, there was a barn atop the hill behind our house. It was a great old beast of indeterminate age, worn by time, neglect and weather to a fine reminder of a lost age. There it sat—quietly, patiently, staring out over the valley—allowing wildlife to seclude itself safely and photographers to snap away. Then, one night a few years ago, a bolt of lightning took it away, turning the weathered wood into so much tinder and fuel. Now, all that's left are some pictures. 

That's why I take pictures. 

Larger version available for purchase here: http://bacn.me/10s0