Spring is here, I just have to be willing to look in odd places, willing to see the promise of unlikely signs. Click on the image to open in a full-size carousel, from which you can browse each photograph. Enjoy!
Camera and binoculars bounce on my vest-padded chest as I leave footprints in week old snow. I am headed to the river, to watch the ice floes flow. Here at the bend, where West Pittston says hey to Pittston, the Susqhehanna is open, ice clinging in nooks and crannies. A dozen Buffleheads ride the current toward … Continue reading The River Is Floe-ing. Spring Is Coming.