Mark’s journal of photographic projects, thoughts, and commentary.
Locked and loaded… is a term I used to hear so often in sales meetings that I began to roll my eyes whenever the phrase was uttered. As I saw it, it was overused and beaten to death in motivational speeches. Watch an eagle descend on a fish, however, and you get the true meaning … Read more
Old Abe was the Civil War mascot of the 8th Wisconsin Volunteer Infantry Regiment. He came to them after being taken from a nest by a Native American, then traded to a fellow for a bushel of corn. Soon realizing the Bald Eagle made a terrible pet, he eventually sold the bird for $2.50 to … Read more
After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, love, and so on — have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear — what remains? Nature remains; to bring out from their torpid recesses, the affinities of a man or woman with the open air, the trees, fields, the changes … Read more
Not long ago I was sitting in my truck at a nearby marsh…waiting for some swans to do something interesting. An old man drove up and stopped to say hello. He noticed the camera and asked, “what do you do with your pictures?” I initially replied, “not much really”. And he looked surprised. But I … Read more
As the years go by, it seems I find myself on the river banks, more and more often. The reasons vary…from catching riverboats passing by, or eagles flying overhead, to sunsets that always seem to end far too quickly. The cast of characters that you meet is always interesting too. This young heron was hanging … Read more
With a little bit of snow mixed in, I guess you could say we have an All-American backyard. Cardinals and Blue Jays are common, and especially the redbirds start to come into the feeders in much higher numbers when it snows. They help to keep one’s spirits up during those drab, gray days of winter.