In the shadows of downtown Columbus, Scioto Audubon is 120 acres of reclaimed urban wasteland along the the Scioto River.
In literature, spring has long served as a metaphor for hope. I dare say, seeing the initial signs of spring during a pandemic moves it from metaphor to concrete expression.
The third time was definitely not a charm. Yet, there was a lesson hidden somewhere in the Badlands’ wilderness.
You know how photographers will spend hours upon hours trying to capture the perfect image? Yeah, this was taken with a smart phone through the passenger side window of a van going about 80 mph somewhere in North Dakota. Go figure.
This photo was taken somewhere in the Rocky Mountains.
I always want to linger a few more minutes at Rainbow Curve Overlook on Trail Ridge Road in Rocky Mountain National Park. And for good reason.
Contrasting photographs from the Forest Canyon Overlook on Trail Ridge Road in Rocky Mountain National Park.
Waterfalls cascaded as many as 800 feet into Waimea Canyon, yet I stopped to photograph a rivulet cutting through red bedrock.