Scurrying to the top of a peak, climbing skills in hand tripod in the other, to bask in the last moments of a June day. All the senses come alive - the crunch of gravel, birds sharing their hearts, the wind whispering through the pines giving off their intoxicating scent. This is what a hike in the Hills is made…
Russian olive’s release a pungent scent in late spring, covered in white blooms. As summer progresses, their sage green leaves and curved shape abides through the dry years, the wind, and every glorious sunset.
From my abstract series. I’d read a book several years ago about a photographer who would use unconventional ways to create abstract photographs. I tried a few of his ideas, with several attempts, to achieve the look I was after. I love the vibrant tones brought out in this photograph, especially enhanced by printing on Gicleé archival canvas.
I discovered this tree, nestled along the abandoned railroad, as I hiked the tracks from my house to Murdo. That day, the bright blue cloudless sky and browns of an awakening prairie were not the glorious view I beheld until July. On this second encounter, the passing storm near sunset left us with yet another display of the beauty in…
Mountain top views of the Black Hills make one feel so small. The layers and depth of the landscape invite us to take it all in. My son and I hiked to the top of this peak from which this photograph was taken. We soaked in the landscape for an hour or so before the lighting was right for the…
During our local Ranch Rodeo weekend in Murdo, I walked over to the rough stock after they'd been used for the Gumbo Range Ride. I'm drawn to the color spectrum of a paint horse and especially the blue eyes of this one. The broncs were a little unsettled while I sat on top of the panels and waited. Blue Eyes stepped…
During our local Ranch Rodeo weekend in Murdo, I walked over to the rough stock after they'd been used for the Gumbo Range Ride. I'm drawn to the color spectrum of a paint horse and especially the blue eyes of this one. The broncs were a little unsettled while I sat on top of the panels and waited. Blue Eyes stepped…
I love the beauty and texture in a thunderhead! On my ranch by Okaton, the sky is unhindered for a full show of the storm until it passes. This 'Brewing' thunderhead was shot from the top of the hill south of my ranch house. My house has fantastic windows to allow for a great view of the sky surround it.…
Though its the 21st century, the authentic cowboy still roams the South Dakota prairies. Many dress in traditional cowboy attire handcrafted by themselves. He takes care of his family by taking care of his cattle. He is quick to offer a hand to his neighbor and to share a good story out on the range. That is where I met him.…
One of the many advantages to living on the prairie is tracking the storms as they form, explode and move on. Evening storms are always the best as the descending light creates vibrant colors in the clouds. This particular evening in June, the storm had moved on but was still raging as the sun began it's farewell. So many colors…
One of the many advantages to living on the prairie is tracking the storms as they form, explode and move on. Evening storms are always the best as the descending light creates vibrant colors in the clouds. This particular evening in June, the storm had moved on but was still raging as the sun began it's farewell. So many colors…
