In My Dreams I Can Fly...

Despite the biting cold on Long Island on the weekend, I spent a couple of hours on the beach looking to take some pictures. I have felt SO creatively stale and uninspired recently. But I woke up yesterday just needing to get out....so out I went.

I knew it was going to be cold and I was prepared. But it was REALLY cold. The funny thing is that it wasn't unpleasant (to me). In the time I was out, it occured to me just how much I really like winter. Now, I'm not saying I'm up for tromping around in sub zero weather. But temps in the teens....I can do. My friend Lori says "there's no bad weather, just bad gear

The best photo subjects of the day were the little sparrows in the brush. They were very busy and not particularly skittish. Actually, they were unusually bold. I was thrilled to get some nice sharp images.








I just liked this. I love the texture and swirly pattern. It's swamp grass in the deep freeze,