Partial to Patterns

Do I like patterns and repetition? Well…I’m a math teacher…what do you expect? The ridges in this section of the glacier would soon be overtaken by shadow, but the last rays of daylight… Continue reading

Light Painted Ice

In this photo from a very rewarding recent trip to the end of the West Glacier Trail, the thin dusting of snow has added to the glacier’s ability to reflect all the colors… Continue reading

At The End

This is another photo from my most recent visit to the glacier. Between the photo in my last post and this one, I spent several hours trying (unsuccessfully) to make photos in the… Continue reading

We Are Not

As tempting as it may be to think more highly of ourselves than we ought, I believe that finding satisfaction in our diminutive position in the midst of time and space is somehow… Continue reading

Endless Intricacy

Standing in the middle of one of the most grandiose landscapes Juneau has to offer, I was trying to get my tripod to work upside down while I pointed my camera straight at… Continue reading

Past Peak

As I walked the edge of the Mendenhall Lake the other night, hopeful that the clouds lingering around the mountains in the back of the valley would light up in the rays of… Continue reading

Imitation Creation

Last night I was watching a recording of a lecture by Doug Wilson that was presented during the Desiring God 2013 National Conference. In his presentation on C. S. Lewis (actually the entire… Continue reading

Learning From Trees

When I was walking back to my car near the Wrangell-St. Elias NP visitor center, I couldn’t help stopping to photograph this engaging arrangement of aspen trunks. While the graphic quality of the… Continue reading

Postcard From the Denali Highway

No, I’m not actually on the Denali Highway at this very moment. I made this image earlier in the summer (before this summer turned into fall) while driving a several hundred mile loop… Continue reading

Blessings to Share

Within the whole glorious scene, I was transfixed by the way the warm light appeared to bring out intricate details in the dark rock of Mt Wrather’s distant cliffs. I stood over the… Continue reading