Where the Fog Settles

Huntsville, September 2026.

Generally, life is good.

When the Mountains Disappear

Hunstville, September 2026

Morning fog rose through the mountains, revealing and hiding them.

Generally, life is good.

The Empty Nest

 

North Arm Wild Trail, September 2026

This morning marked my return to the North Arm Wildlife Trail, a familiar stretch that had been off-limits for nearly two years.

I was heading toward the osprey nest, full of quiet anticipation. Approaching the nest brought a touch of disappointment—the nest stood empty. I had really hoped to catch even a fleeting glimpse of the birds today. Still, simply walking on the trail again was a gift in itself.

Generally, life is good.

 

Along the Wasatch. Beneath the Old Tree

Huntsville, Middle Fork, August 2026.

Generally, life is good.

Along the Wasatch. A Walk Through Silence

 

Huntswille, Middle Fork, August 2026

Generally, life is good.

 

Along the Wasatch. Contours of the Canyon

Sunlight lit the mountain slope and threw the gorge into shadow. The play of light was mesmerizing.

Generally, life is good. 

Along the Wasatch. Passing Through

Along the Wasatch - III. Still Here

On the weathered slopes of the Wasatch Mountains, a solitary tree holds its ground against the wind and time. There is something beautiful in its quiet persistence.

Fragmented Solitude - V

 

Huntsville, July, 2026

***

Lately, some photographs I have taken don't aline with what I’m trying to express. 

I am taking a break to figure out what to do next.

An Unbroken Rhythm

High above our worries and uncertain horizons, nature moves forward—timeless, unperturbed, and entirely of itself.

 

Studies in the Sky - I.

Study # 1.

Study # 2

On the Country Roads. Before the Storm

Notes to Self. Huntsville

Our lives are a series of chapters, each with the power to redefine the whole story. My new chapter is about a simple pursuit: birds, wildflowers, trees, and the solace of open water.

Today, twenty minutes from home,  I came across a quiet rural town, hiding a secret: a glass-calm lake. And there, floating like a beautiful impossibility, was a flock of White American pelicans.

Sometimes, the miracle is just around the corner...

Generally, life is good.

Northern Utah In Transition

The darkening sky and the last traces of snow felt like two seasons holding the landscape at once — spring below, winter still lingering above.

Notes to Self. For the Best, Perhaps

 

Sunrise on Bear River MBR.

***

Lately, life has been delivering one surprise after another—and most of them, I must admit, have been far from welcome. 

Bear River Migratory Bird Refuge will be closed until mid-September. In just a few weeks, construction will begin on the small bridge that has long served as our entry into the bird sanctuary.

A new temporary route for photographers and birdwatchers is expected to open, though I find little reason for enthusiasm just yet. We simply don’t know how the birds will respond to the river being diverted along this new route.

***

I keep telling myself that whatever is happening is happening for the best. Some days I believe it more than others. 

This sudden change at Bear River MBR feels like a loss—but perhaps it is also a quiet invitation to see differently, to slow down, to step away from what I know. Maybe the birds will surprise me. Maybe I will surprise myself. For now, I am learning to wait, and to trust that something meaningful is still unfolding, even if I cannot yet see it. 

Generally, life is good.

Antelope Island: A Storm Approaching

Generally, life is good. 

Bear River Migratory Bird Refuge

As 2026 begins, I hold onto hope for peace, goodness, and many moments to be grateful for.

Snow is on its way, and so is a new beginning. Happy New Year!

Generally, life is good.

In the Wasatch Mountains. Autumn

 

In early autumn, while the roads still allow access to the mountains, I always return to this place where tall, slender trees reach toward the sky, and a small house seems lost in the forest, its path hidden from view.

Generally, life is good.

Bear River MBR in December

 

Generally, life is good.

Crossing Seasons # 2

Sometimes, quite unexpectedly, you realize that this fragile tree in its late-autumn dress has been quietly waiting for you all along.

Generally, life is good.