Most of our day was devoted to birdwatching along the Utopia wetland, a large area made of sand and water that hosts lots of geese, waders and spoonbills. The path is restricted to pedestrians and bikers, therefore birding is quite relaxed, and the distance still allows some quality observations; I was happy to show some […]
“The more we travel, the bigger the world gets.” Avid traveler Verne, using macrophotography in a Portuguese garden, discovers that you need not travel far to discover a whole new world.
We were stumped. The ceiling and walls of Cabbage Key’s breezy back patio were dripping with dollar bills. Where on earth would we leave our “donation” ? Affixed with gobs of masking tape and mounted with the precision of a leaf blower, it was impossible to see an inch of available space. Thousands of travelers had come here over […]
A stroll up a Scottish mountainside rewarded Ewan Mearns with a calming, majestic view across the clouds, captured in this beautiful photo essay.
Landscape photographers are an active group within the broader photoblogging community. Here’s work from four sites we invite you to explore.
Billy Barr moved into a remote part of the Rocky Mountains in search of solitude over 40 years ago. To avoid boredom, he documented snow levels, animal sightings, and the date flowers first bloomed. “…collectively his work has become some of the most significant indication that climate change is rearranging mountain ecosystems more dramatically and quickly than anyone imagined.”
A gorgeous shot of a frost-flecked teasel is one of several images that accompany a wintry haiku by PaulaB, an avid photographer and poet.
Biak-na-Bato National Park – a protected area of the Philippines located at Barangay Biak-na-Bato, San Miguel, Bulacan.
Aleya Kassam remembers her granny: “I watched you struggle. I watched the battle as your soul navigated its way out of your body. How for days you sank into the space between two worlds.”
When I left France, we were barely leaving summer. Nights were getting fresh, but the only hints of orange in the forest came from dead trees, those which didn’t survive the latest heat wave. I feared I would arrive in Helsinki after the end of the autumn colors, what they call here “ruska”. Fortunately, that […]