Field Notes

Walking With Camera: Cottonwood Holding Light

I have walked by these Cottonwood trees for thirty-seven years. They grow by a small ditch and the abundance of water helped them reach up and up. They catch the sun against the sky. When the wind blows through their branches it makes me feel like I am along for the ride on a huge …

Walking With My Camera: Sky At My Feet

I was walking quietly in a field below our house because Canada Geese were circling to land in a nearby pond.  I thought of their long journey and I did not want my noisy rain pants to startle the geese already settled in the water or the geese in the air looking for refuge.  A …

Walking With My Camera: Spring Before Green

I am now sturdy enough to walk outside after breaking my ankle in December. When I said, “I missed being outside this winter,” my sister the rancher replied, “You didn’t miss anything.” I didn’t have to feed cows in four feet of snow or try to save a fall calf from frost bite. I am …