Week 33: Stubbs Island

On the Pacific coast of central Vancouver Island, between crawling fog from the west. Bright sun illuminated pale sand bars, marked dark reefs and plankton blooms under water.

Week 32: A small cloud floating into the scene

As I prepared my camera to photograph the last rays of the sun illuminating Shuksan, a small wandering cloud floated into the scene from west and into the valley, adding depth and casting shadow onto the ridge mountain.

Week 31: Lavender Farm

Photographing a lavender farm on a calm Friday evening in Sequim, Washington.

Week 30: Winter Street

Ascent of the Galactic Center above basalt columns in Vantage, Washington, when the Northern Lights were out on the north side - a night to remember.

Week 29: Crescent Moon

Week 28: Rotation

The Earth’s rotation at approximately at a thousand miles per hour, perceived by recording relatively stationary heavenly objects at night.

Week 27: Reunion

Traveling tree stump meeting pier ruins after an undocumented amount of time.

Week 26: Blueberry muffin

Week 25: Edge of the Storm

Beautiful sunset with storm clouds over the edge of the land, in an unusually long spring.

Week 24: The other side

When the mountain passes become accessible

Week 23: Red winged blackbird

Week 22: Sunset over Coulee

I’ve lived in Washington long enough to have exhausted most POI’s for photography but sometimes - not as rare as one might think I run into new locations that makes me happy.

Week 21: Splash

Experiments with surface tension and high speed flash sync

Week 20: Airborne

Week 19: A motorcycle in the wild

Week 18: Light trails

Week 17: Tulips

An unexpected encounter with the famed tulips of Skagit valley.

Week 16: The Galactic Center above horizon

We are past winter when the Galactic Center is visible above the horizon during night time. For many reasons including (but not limited to) weather conditions, health and timing travel I have not been very successful in astrophotography this year. In the pre-pandemic years this was the time of the year when I’d hangout with Andreas and Jörgen in Southern California shooting in the desert…

This week’s photograph is from a “fuck it, I am going to drive four hours even if the moon I bright tonight” of a weekend. I could not resist it.

Week 15: Wake of Spring

Behind the hill, tiles of farms under warm afternoon sun

Week 14: Babbling brook

A talking brook without a name in Mount Baker National Forest.