Cottonmouth Spider

So this photograph was interesting.  That is the taking of it was interesting.  If by interesting you mean waiting for days to get a cottonmouth on your glass only to blow it by not having a fast enough shutter speed. There is a place near where I live called Francis Beidler Forest.   It’s a wonderful place tucked away into the middle of South Carolina, run by the Audubon Society, consisting of

Lit Little Cloud

Here is an image that has a lot going for it (with many positive comments regarding it), but one drastic thing wrong with it that basically ruins the entire photo, at least for me. The main thing favoring it is the light. It has nice light. Beautiful light. The bright, controlled light in the distant cloud, the dark light in the above rain clouds, the soft warm light on the

Curvy Lizard

I know many photographers will discuss the compositional and geometrical merits of their photographs with profound profundity, nodding to shapes and depth and leading lines and asymmetry, concerting foregrounds and backgrounds, oh my. I actually hope to become one of those photographers. But I’m not there yet. (I tell myself it’s all niggling nonsense, secretly masking my jealousy at their talent for taking amazing photographs and then discussing them in