Red Bellied Woodpecker

Photograph of a Red Bellied Woodpecker in a tree

People often assume this bird is a Red Headed Woodpecker.  The confusion is understandable as the Red Bellied Woodpecker’s head is red on the top and back.  By comparison the Red Headed Woodpecker’s head is red on the top, back, sides, and front.  If you happen to catch a glimpse of this bird’s stomach you’ll see the red patch for which it is named.


GlobeHopper

photograph of the GlobeHopper coffee shop in Richmond, VA

There’s a lot of character in the building housing the GlobeHopper coffee shop: stained glass, murals, and even a little neon light.


Among The White Giants

photograph of white sycamore trees stretching up into the blue sky

On a bright, warm winter day I found myself in the company of white giants reaching for the deep blue sky.  It was about 60 degrees fahrenheit but the naked sycamores and the hard light reminded me not to get used to the weather.

 

 


Old Decking

photograph of old muddy decking with large nails

This was wooden decking may have been part of a boat, long ago.  Now it sits, slowly decaying along the shore of the river.


Junco In The Snow

photograph of a Junco on a snowy branch

A Junco rests on a snowy branch while out foraging in the snow.  How such a small creature survives the winter never ceases to amaze me.  Does it wake on such a morning wishing it could sleep a little longer, rationalizing that later the snow will melt and its burdens will be just a little lighter?


James River Beach Still Life

photograph of rocks, a feather and a leaf on the shore of the James River near Richmond, VA

Natural objects on the shore the James River, near Richmond, VA.


Ripples And Pebbles

photograph of ripples and rocks in the James River near Richmond, VA

I wanted to capture contrasts in this image.  The bright sunlight filling the upper right corner of the frame versus the dark shadows of the stones.  There’s also the serene, softly moving ripples on the water contrasting with the smooth but fixed and solid stones.

Sometimes we can find our duality in the simplest places.  Without hard there is no soft. Without bright there is no dark.


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