Christmas morning…

in my place of magic.

20171225_090052-Edit-4When a moment in front of me appears to be particularly special, whether it be by beauty or experience, I capture it. I usually find a reason to justify taking that photo – symmetry, or color, or contrast – and it’s my hope that my photography sheds light onto what I see and do on a daily basis.

Connor Franta

This is a first for me I think.

As the chairlift neared the summit of Schweitzer Mountain I kept turning to look back with that feeling of anticipation that something was about to happen but this being my first time out for the season and there being only single digit temperatures, I left my Nikon at the lodge and only had my LG K10 smartphone with me.

And sure enough, for the second time on a Christmas morning, an incredibly bright and beautiful sun pillar appeared with diamond dust swirling in its bright light.

It’s easy for people to believe that their photography would improve if only they had the next best latest and greatest equipment. Fortunately that’s not the case and if you have a true passion for photography, you can capture moments with whatever device you have available to you in that moment.

I loved how the lens flare added to this image and worked with it to create this image.

Do I wish I had my Nikon with a wide angle attached? Sure, but on this day I was grateful to see this crystal phenomena and have the challenge of capturing it by cell phone.

Right place…

right time.DSC_9126.jpgHe is richest who is content with the least, for content is the wealth of nature.


I had a special treat this week-end while visiting one of my favorite places, Schweitzer Mountain. The landscape was filled with bear-grass, a member of the lily family, in bloom, an occurrence that only happens every 5-7 years. Each plant only stays in bloom for a few days so photographing this is something that you need to take advantage of on the day that you see it.

As we walked amongst the blooms the air was filled with its faint fragrance and I felt that sense of satisfaction of being in the right place, at the right time, taking in the wealth of nature.

Dreams of a powder day…

are never far away as the season slowly kicks off.


Keep your face always towards sunshine and shadows will fall behind you.

Walt Whitman

Images like this bring back memories of the most blissful of days. Gliding slowly uphill, keeping a close eye out for fresh powder, pristine and as yet unblemished by those who worship at the church of the chair.

Some may say the idolatry is blasphemous but for one who pays homage to snow in all of its forms I can only say “How much closer to God can you be?” On this day I can recall the silence, it was a day of such bountiful beauty that the spoken word seemed intrusive. It was a day for silence broken only by the whir of the chairlift and the hiss of the board as it slid its way through the fresh snow.

Children of the snow…church of the chair and as a good friend would tell me “When it’s this deep, keep your tip up!”

As she disappeared down through the trees following a line spotted from the chair, I can still hear her laughter pealing like church bells through the silence…