LP Photography

08/18/2026

08/12/2026

Between Here and There

08/07/2026

My wife’s work as a pedagogist has changed how I see the natural world and those who live alongside us. Her influence, combined with the patience and close attention I have learned through bird photography, has drawn me toward insects and other smaller lives that often go unnoticed.

Over the past few months, I have been experimenting with how to photograph these smaller lives while learning to work with a much narrower depth of field. Many of my images have fallen short, but today I finally captured one that feels close to what I have imagined.

Woodland Skipper Butterfly
Parksville, BC
August 6, 2026

07/10/2026

Pachena Bay Campground - July 4-7 2026

When I Am Among The Trees
by Mary Oliver

When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness.
I would almost say that they save me, and daily.

I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.

Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, “Stay awhile.”
The light flows from their branches.

And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say,
“and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled with light, and to shine.”

06/20/2026

Spring 2026

05/24/2026

Lost

Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you.
If you leave it, you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
Where you are. You must let it find you.

--David Wagoner