Foggy morning

The last day of summer started with a thick layer of fog on the lake. I enjoyed the way it isolated the dock and the boats.

The lilies in our yard are having an exceptional year. The flower stalks are about a foot taller than usual, and there are lots of blossoms.

Wet morning

I knew the flowers and foliage would look nice yesterday morning following a rainy night. I made some closeup images of Rhododendron blossoms, Comfrey flowers and a leaf, a lily leaf, and a Lupine just starting to open.

Rockport Sunday

This isn't the same Rockport that Tom Rush's song was written about. Sunday morning I took a little walk to the harbor in Rockport, Maine. The weather was cool and drizzly, but the light was nice for the colors and textures of the harbor and adjacent neighborhood.

On Mothers' Day we visited Fort Stark for a little while. We've been there many times, but there is always something interesting to photograph. Colors and textures change with the light, and the array of stones and shells changes with every tide.

Last Ice

The ice on the lake has mostly melted, so these are probably my last ice photos of this season.

Wagon Hill Winter

Last week, my friend Randall and I took a hike around Wagon Hill Farm in Durham to see if we could find some interesting scenes to photograph. We did see at least twenty-three swans, but most of them were floating too far from shore to photograph. We got fairly close to the two I have photos of. I enjoyed photographing the details of ice and snow textures, grasses and rock, seaweed and water, and sparkly reflections of sunshine.