A Sunday afternoon hike up Mt. Greylock mountain in Williamstown, MA. This hike is up the Hopper Trail, down Sperry Road to the lookout over the Hopper, then down Haley Farm trail. Its a great hike, gains about 1450 feet in elevation, and takes about 2 1/2 hours.
I live 1 mile from my workplace. I walk most days, so the scenery along the way is familiar. I thought I would take some snapshots on the way home today to see if anything stuck. It looks more interesting in the photos than it does on the ground.
I’ve added an iphone friendly theme to this site, so that mobile users can view posts on this site easier. Let me know if you see any problems with the site if you are viewing with an iphone or other mobile device. Below are a few photographs from the Hoosac Transect project. This is an […]
Picked clean at the shoreline leaning from the boat, stretched long, almost tipping, fingers grazing and fumbling among shiny oval leaves. Half for the pail, half for me. Sweet and sour, an unlikely crop for a ponds edge. Water and sun, we found the rock, a shelf, stepped out and dove in. Muck on the […]
I do a fair amount of hiking. Rather than head to the gym, I go for a hike. Year round, even in the darkest days of winter I’ll strap on a head light and head out for a hike a couple times a week. One of my favorite local places to hike is Mt. Greylock. […]
These photographs – both taken on the same day, show the east and west portal of the Hoosac Tunnel. I shot the west portal first, early in the morning, then drove over the Hoosac mountain range to get to the east portal, during which time a train came through, leaving a lot of diesel smoke […]
A new loosely defined project. Photograph the architecture, and whatever else is interesting, along a corridor defined by an old rail line. The idea is that the rail line was the seed that many of these towns and industries sprang from. So it is the root of these communtities, even though that rail line has […]
Saw Whet Owls If you dissect a bird to diagram his tongue you’ll cut the chord articulating song Weasels If you flay a beast to marvel at the mane, you’ll wreck the rest from which the fur began Stanza’s from Trio Of Love Songs by Sylvia Plath
Night photographs of this post-industrial city near where I grew up. I shot these in 2002-2003 with a hand held 3-megapixel point & shoot camera. I like the sketchy nature of the images, almost like drawings. I’m interested in the old neighborhoods near the industrial area, in the true heart of the city. More from […]
Trying to find beauty in the simple things. It has been a difficult spring, my father passed away a few weeks ago after a long illness. The last four years have been punctuated with many 3am phone calls, emergency trips to the hospital, and then long rehabilitations at various nursing homes. I\’ll have more to […]