For many, Spring is for cleaning. For me, Fall is for a reset. Fall brings sensory memories back to my mind. Whether it be the sounds of a flock of migrating Canada Geese or the colors of changing leaves. The smell of fresh split oak wood sends me back to the mid-1970s...
It is the season of color. Like the last hurrah of a fireworks display when all the stops are pulled and the crowd watches with faces a-gasp. During this time of year, it seems like the blue tones in the sky are just so much more beautiful. It's a special blue. A child...
A few months ago while filming a time-lapse near a pond in Perry, Georgia, I noticed movement in the still water in front of me. There, in the middle of emanating rings of motion was a dragonfly, fluttering in the water, trying with all its might to get airborne again....
What an absolutely magical experience. Magical...that is the best word I know in our language to describe my night spent at Cape Lookout in North Carolina.
I was really excited about this escape. And when the ferry came to pick me up at Harkers Island, I started to bo...
Are you a good listener? Chances are you are not. In fact most of us are horrible listeners.
If someone was trying to tell you that you were in danger, if someone was trying to show you that there is a problem, wouldn't you want to understand them?
Throughout my life I have crossed paths with many people. Some breeze by like a glance at an intersection before a light turns green. There is no real connection, no reason to follow up, no wanting to know more about this person. I will never see them, never ever hear...
When I see wild places developed this is what goes through my mind:
Behind the Eyes of Joe
On a day like any other, a beautiful baby was born. He came into the world without hate, sorrow or scorn. His eyes were so brown and his gaze full of hope, his skin was so soft and...
I love a spring morning. As I contemplate the day ahead in those early waking hours, when the light in the room is dim and the gears in my mind are free of wear, I listen to the marvelous chorus coming from outside my window. The joyous sound of life. An exaltation in...
