Shortly after the dirt gives way to pot-holed pavement, and eucalyptus trees appear, you spy something completely incongruous glowing through the trees in the warm, ocher afternoon Maui sun.

A quiet alcove at St Dunstan-in-the-East in London.

New Orleans’ Crescent City Bridge under a lovely Venus Belt sunset. 

The photograph above, taken by my father of my mother holding me my first day home from the hospital is central to the eulogy. Perhaps this is a bit TMI,...

Sometimes, you've got to pull on your hip waders to get to the image that pulls at you. I learned in 2023 on an imaging trip to the Oregon Coast,...

Trying to pick the right date to visit Yosemite for a specific event—like the light of Horsetail Fall—is almost impossible. Better to be lucky. And cheerful if your luck runs...