No, this post title is not meant to be symbolic of a new endeavor or change in my life.  It’s actually just an image of a new path I recently discovered.  I’ve probably driven past this little walkway 1000 times without ever knowing it was there.  Then one day it caught my eye, right off one of the main roads in my town.  So I made a note to come back and see where it went as soon as I could.  While it only travels a short way through the woods and doesn’t lead to some dramatic photographic opportunity, it did provide me something new to shoot.  It was a new path, at least for that day.



As everyone knows, all is not lost for landscape photography when it’s foggy, cloudy, rainy, or all of the above.  Sometimes it’s just what you need.  This particular image was taken last summer on the Scott Kelby Worldwide Photo Walk in Ogunquit, ME.  It was an early morning walk, and we arrived at the meeting place around 5:00 am which meant I was up around 3:30.  Needless to say I was disappointed that I had gotten up so early only to find a total absence of any visible sun or sky.  I did, however, end up getting several images that morning that I really like.  The lack of an interesting sky certainly presents challenges, but the flip side is having that beautiful, soft, contrast-free light you get when the clouds/fog act like a giant softbox.  This light combined with the morning dew helped set up this shot of rose hips, which are found in abundance along the Marginal Way where this shot was taken.  The toughest challenge was finding the right ones to shoot among so many.

P.S.  Sorry for the corny title to this post.  I’m very tired as I write this, and I couldn’t come up with anything better.  Have a great weekend.


While I love to find grand landscapes to shoot that communicate place, time, and mood, I also enjoy capturing something that lets the viewer make their own assumptions on the place, time, etc. where it was taken.  What I like about this particular image, is the fact that you can’t tell whether it was taken in a small little pond where this was the only flower, or in a giant pond overrun with lily pads.   It’s up to you to decide.


There’s something to be said for having to travel all of 15 feet to keep the creative juices flowing.  The recipe for today’s image was very simple:  combine one rainy morning with laziness and a desire to still get out and shoot, add the plants in your front yard, and there you have it.  Add a dash of post-processing to garnish, and we’re done.