Brought to you by the letter B

For the past 2 weeks I've been at my inlaws and I've rarely been more than 100 yards from their house. It's been a good challenge to find new things I want to photograph in this limited area. I started playing with my new macro lens in my mother-in-law's garden.

Here is the B at work:














Black eyed susans:


And (beautiful) purple coneflowers:

Mt. Washington

Yesterday I took a break from spending time with my dying father-in-law John Forster to climb Mount Washington with my brother Davy. We climbed via the Tuckerman's Ravine and Lion's Head trails.


A row of rock cairns marked the trail in the alpine zone. It felt good to use my body instead of my heart, as we climbed out of a hot summer day into the chilly weather on top.


After our climb I went to the Roost, a rocky outcropping above the Wild River in the White Mountains National Forest near Gilead, Maine, to watch the sunset and storm clouds hovering over Mt. Washington and Mt. Clay.