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It’s been 15 years of celebrating your birthday without you here, Scotty. Fifteen years without my big brother making me...
03/04/2026

It’s been 15 years of celebrating your birthday without you here, Scotty. Fifteen years without my big brother making me laugh, grabbing my face, kissing my cheek and saying, “Hey Linny!” If I close my eyes I can still see your hands, smell your skin and hear your voice. So much has changed since you’ve been gone. Your kids have grown. You’d be so proud of them. Can you believe I became a grandma?! EJ is the cutest little guy. Dad got another Mustang. Your initials and your favorite number are the license plate. We still all laugh together as a family and genuinely love being together. We’re having pizza and a game night together tonight and we will sing Happy Birthday to you. I still wonder what things would have been like if you were still here. You were always my big brother. I’m now older than you. That feels so strange.

I photograph these night skies and I can’t help but to feel more connected to all the universe, to all who have gone before me and all I cannot see through my human eye capabilities, but are still there. This image is the Horsehead Nebula and Flame Nebula in the constellation of Orion. I cannot see them, but they surely exist. There’s a lot I cannot see that certainly exists.

I love you. I miss you. I miss your smile and your stupid sense of humor, your voices, your ridiculous cutoff shorts at the beach, your drum playing, your smile with your perfectly white straight teeth. (I have invisilign at 42) Happy birthday Bro!

This is the first morning in several days where I am not waking up in a tiny pod in Canada where my wife makes breakfast...
03/03/2026

This is the first morning in several days where I am not waking up in a tiny pod in Canada where my wife makes breakfast on the cooktop and the two of us and my friend of 27 years get bundled in layers of winter snow gear to go exploring.

The impetus behind this trip to Quebec was to photograph wolves. Though I was lucky enough to have a beautiful encounter with a single wolf in Yellowstone, I never had the opportunity to really watch them and to photograph them and this was that gift.

Wolves looking majestic, wolves snuggling, sleeping, playing and making funny faces. Wolves lounging in the snow, showing their teeth and simply being together in their pack.

They have long been feared, hated and driven out of places including Yellowstone where they were reintroduced in 1995. The last wolf in Connecticut was killed in 1742 by Israel Putnam.

I prefer to love and respect all other living creatures we share this planet, time and space with.

More photographs of other beautiful non-human kinfolk to come.

I got Brandi Carlile's new album, "Returning to Myself" on vinyl and am really loving how beautiful and personal it is t...
11/04/2025

I got Brandi Carlile's new album, "Returning to Myself" on vinyl and am really loving how beautiful and personal it is to the love, depth and perspective in her life. This band is one of the greats and I am so glad to have seen them live several times.

This is the West Veil Nebula, but all I see when I photograph this nebula is a woman-a powerful being reaching across th...
11/04/2025

This is the West Veil Nebula, but all I see when I photograph this nebula is a woman-a powerful being reaching across the universe with a fire in her belly and a candle in her hand ready to bring light to all-

And then I think:

I want to be her! I want to embody this energy of a colorful woman reaching far and wide across worlds with a fire in my belly and light in my hands.

So I sit in the morning stillness with a smile on my face, a fire in my belly for all the wonder and joy and magic this day will bring and a light in my hands for all those beings, whether human, plant, animal, sky and earth, that I come into contact with.

If you’re reading this, good morning and lots of love to you 🫶✨☺️

There is so much more than we can see with our eyes and we are so much more than this human form. I’d like to introduce ...
10/30/2025

There is so much more than we can see with our eyes and we are so much more than this human form.

I’d like to introduce you to the Triangulam Galaxy. She lives just shy of 3 million light years from Earth and her colors of blue are places where many stars are born. Isn’t that beautiful?

I love her spiral arms. She draws me in closer wanting to know more about her. I still can’t believe that we have the technology in which I can stand outside my home under a clear night sky and photograph this incredible beauty. I used to just look at at images from the hubble telescope in awe. Now I stand outside on clear nights and I look up at the sky in great appreciation. I feel connected to so much more when I am out there. Sometimes the barred owl and the coyotes keep me company.

I think this is the beauty of photography. I get a glimpse into so many different worlds and lives. I knew by the time I was 16 that I wanted to be a professional photographer and I can’t be more grateful that that wish and dream came to fruition and that I love it just as much, if not more than I did at that kid back then.

Dream big. It’s an infinite universe and we are only here for such a short time.

Jaxon’s last school photo was taken at 5 years old. Just one month later he died in the Connecticut River. Jaxon saved ...
10/29/2025

Jaxon’s last school photo was taken at 5 years old. Just one month later he died in the Connecticut River. Jaxon saved four lives. His heart was given to save the life of another 5-year old child. The other 3 lives he saved were adults.

The one year anniversary of Jaxon leaving this world is tomorrow.

Working as a director in organ donation, I am not a stranger to stories like these. I even did an entire series of photographs last year about organ donation called, Gentle Strength.

The difference is that when I was asked to photograph this family, I had never met them before. I was nervous. It hadn’t even been a year since they lost their son. Hearts shattered, they were left to raise their daughter-living alongside the river that took their only son.

I took a deep breath and I walked straight into the home of this beautiful and fragile family.

In my time there with them, I was reminded of the strength of the human spirit, even through the most devastating of loss. I was reminded of the different ways people grieve and that young children are often much more connected to the spirit world.

Their daughter says she sees Jaxon playing on the swing set often-when they go down there as a family and she sits her tiny frame onto the swing next to the empty swing beside her, it is not empty to her. Her brother is there. She holds his hand and asks her Dad to push both swings, because Jaxon is there.

It is all for love. Every single bit of this life.

Thank you Xochil, Justin and Ari for welcoming me in and for allowing me to share these images. I will continue to honor Jaxon, his love for animals, his compassion for people and his philosophy that the bad guys just never got a chance to be the good guys.

I don’t know if my heart’s been the same since I returned from Africa with these most precious beings-To have been so cl...
09/10/2025

I don’t know if my heart’s been the same since I returned from Africa with these most precious beings-To have been so close to non-human kinfolk that I could photograph their eyelashes and the texture of their skin. What a gift. What a blessing.

I know we don’t know each other, but there is something in my soul that tells me otherwise. Maybe it’s that my ancestors...
09/07/2025

I know we don’t know each other, but there is something in my soul that tells me otherwise. Maybe it’s that my ancestors and yours shared the land and we remember each other-the way we once lived with less noise, distraction, boxes, gates and fences. I love you.

Today poet Andrea Gibson died at the age of 49 of Ovarian cancer. Jessica and I were lucky enough to listen to Andrea’s ...
07/14/2025

Today poet Andrea Gibson died at the age of 49 of Ovarian cancer. Jessica and I were lucky enough to listen to Andrea’s poetry live several times, the last being at the Sunken Garden Poetry at the Hillstead Museum where Chion Wolf interviewed them on a beautiful summer day. Jess and I laid in the grass together and I snapped this photograph. Thank you for the beauty and wisdom you brought to this world and so much love to all who grieve around them.

A few portraits of the newcomers we hatched at the farm!
06/02/2025

A few portraits of the newcomers we hatched at the farm!

Let’s talk about magic. 🪄 A lightning storm and the Milky Way, catching the attention of 3 baby foxes, the warm orange g...
05/29/2025

Let’s talk about magic. 🪄 A lightning storm and the Milky Way, catching the attention of 3 baby foxes, the warm orange glow of a sunset over the ocean waves and the blue eyes of a cormorant.

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