I’m sure he was reading some detailed copy, but this man just stood stock still for well over a minute, seemingly transfixed by the glowing object itself.

Heading back from southwestern Virginia, we drove through a lot of farm country. I was surprised to find this shot in the camera.

Much of I-64 is beautiful, but the most beautiful spots seem to have evolved around predetermined rest stops along the highway.

Only ten more hours of this stuff. Alyssa’s cake might make it to three layers.

After taking some photos with a 60 second exposure, the stars kept coming out blurry, even when the other objects turned out fine. I eventually determined the problem was the Earth’s rotation, so no fix is forthcoming.

The party was coming to a close. The room was too dark for any glamor shots, but this shot turned out well.

The gutters need a little work in the back, and the snow seems to slowly melt off the roof even when the temperature dips into the 20’s.

Sixty Five Acre Pond and Mulberry Pond, if Google Maps is to be believed. Assawoman Wildlife Refuge.

Little Assawoman Bay, southeasterly. A cold and windy day at what might be the southmost point of Assawoman Wildlife Refuge.

Not as surreal as it seemed at the time, but it certainly looks meaningful, doesn’t it?

Looking for treasures discarded by the ocean. The panorama is a little choppy, but the ocean would simply not stand still.

I wanted a sharp night shot, and leaning against a post wasn’t doing the trick. There was no other place for the gorillapod than that distinctive tile floor. The sky still came out poorly, but this is far more interesting than I had planned.