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over at Jen’s place

This? Oh just a totally picturesque New England scene I saw last month.

It had snowed the night before and by early afternoon the sky was clearing, the sun was out, and the snow was melting. It was lovely and I felt right at home.

North Star Orchards
Madison, Maine
photographed 3.21.2026

slide

This place was lovely in its desolation.

I mean, I’m sure it’s lovely in the summer with the lights on and music and people and ice cream and sunburns or whatever.

But to me, it is hard to improve on a foggy day with no one else around and a convenient opening in a fence that allows a photographer to step inside and enjoy the moment.

Old Orchard Beach, Maine
photographed 3.16.2026

rolls out in shades of blue

This was my second visit to Old Orchard Beach; I’d been there in mid-September when it was starting to shut down for the season. I was happy to get to go back again last month: it was foggy and quiet and lonesome.

Context clues help me imagine what July must be like here. And because I know myself pretty well, I know I like it better this way.

Old Orchard Beach, Maine
photographed 3.16.2026

ice flower

The same year local farmers grew sunflowers there was an early-season ice storm. The ice made this lone flower look almost like a windmill.

Here’s a couple of things about sunflowers as a farm crop that AI thought I needed to know; I cannot vouch for the veracity, so my apologies if I’m just spreading rumors.

  • Soil Health:

    Sunflowers have a deep taproot that helps with soil conservation by improving soil structure, reducing compaction, and bringing nutrients from deeper soil layers closer to the surface. 

  • Pollination:
    Sunflowers are attractive to pollinators, beneficial insects, and birds, making them a good choice for biodiversity. 

Lubbock County, Texas
photographed 10.27.2020

snow/angel

I’ve photographed this roadside memorial before, but not with heavy snow falling on the crosses which commemorate the deaths of two people. I’m not used to snow or to photographing it (after all, I do live in Texas) but the symbolism of it – of life and death, of purification, of transformation – has not escaped my attention. And it did not escape my camera.

Lubbock, Texas
photographed 1.24.2023