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March 15, 4:27am. It’s one week shy of the spring equinox, and it’s nineteen degrees below zero. I wanted to drive further upstream along the Yellowstone River for the season’s first Milky Way photo, but the temperature keeps falling. I swing off the highway, tires crunching snow along what, on most years, would be a dirt road. This year it looks like a snowmobile trail. North wind slides grainy serpents of ice particles from the plowed banks across my headlights’ beams, and I wonder if my equatorial mount will even fire up. Twenty minutes later, it does grudgingly come to...

I'm thrilled to announce that The Guardian newspaper has featured my Metamorphosis art in their online photo gallery. Please take a moment and look at their beautiful display by clicking on this link: Metamorphosis in The Guardian.  I believe that in the coming weeks I will have more exciting news regarding this work I've done. It continues to gain popularity as art the world has never seen before. 

** This was a feature in , Jan-Feb 2019 issue of Bugle magazine, the Rocky Mountain Elk Foundation's great publication. Enjoy it, and thank you. **   Goodbyes When I was a boy, growing up in Northern Vermont, I kept a “trout journal” chronicling my fishing adventures. It’s fun for me to read through it now, nearly 40 years after my first entries, reliving those days I spent pursuing brook trout with my father. The choppy, pencil-printed words detailing the things I found in the woods – rusted maple sap buckets peppered with birdshot scars, skunk cabbage plants bursting through...

The end-all-be-all in astrophotography is Britain's Insight Investment Astronomy Photographer of the Year photo contest, sponsored by the Greenwich Royal Observatory Museum. This is the World Series of night sky photos, the largest of its kind, and this year my picture, Holding Due North, has been shortlisted in the contest. It has "already beaten out thousands of other entries," and secured a place beside some of the absolute best astro photos in the world.  I remember when I began taking star trail pictures - invariably leaving my camera to its remote with incorrect settings that resulted in mornings of viewing...

Yesterday, as Montana's afternoon came with the instinctual realization that there isn't quite the level of light in our sky as there was three weeks ago, I hiked over five miles to a remote, alpine lake to watch the world spin into darkness and photograph a piece of our home galaxy there. On the shores of the lake, with a beautiful view of a thousand-foot rock face, I sat alone as the sun fell out of sight, its rays inching up the mountain in front of me until, with a final gleam of gold at its summit, they were gone. ...