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C & O Canal National Historical Park.
MAPS at Jug Bay
Monitoring Avian Productivity and Survivorship (MAPS) is a nationwide program that studies and tracks songbird populations. I visited the Jug Bay Wetlands Sanctuary in Maryland in the Spring of 2012 to document its staff and volunteers as they went about collecting and recording data of various avian residents. (Do visit them if you find yourself in the area. Beautiful place and good people!)
It’s an early start at Jug Bay. Mike Quinlan is first to arrive at 6 AM. He opens all 14 nets situated around the sanctuary, he then
helps lead the all volunteer crew as they capture, measure, weigh and band various song birds for the MAPS program.
Portrait of an adult red-eyed vireo.
Tufted titmouse. Awaiting extraction from one of the mist nets.
Measuring the wing of a tufted titmouse.
Male northern cardinal registering a complaint.
Volunteers are urged to bring sturdy, comfortable footwear. It is a one mile round trip to
visit all 14 net locations in the sanctuary, and there are 6 rounds each outing.
Sandy Teliak, one of the volunteer leads, photographs a prothonotary warbler for his records.
There’s no mistaking an adult male scarlet tanager.
Mike Quinlan and Sandy Teliak take measurements as Karen Caruso (center) records the data.
Male prothonotary warbler ready to take flight after banding.
View of Jug Bay from the visitor center’s overlook deck.
Oceanside Pier
It’s hard to have a bad time when you’re at the ocean.
Auntie and nephew share a laugh at dusk on the Oceanside Pier. Oceanside, CA.
Oceanside, California.
Spent the holidays in Oceanside. A little break from reality is always a good thing.
75° days. Cool, comfortable evenings. Mellow times.
And, for some, good surfing.
Surfing in Oceanside, CA. December 2013.
Antietam Battlefield, Dunker Church
Civil War Re-enactor just awakened, in his night cap.
Behind him is the Dunker Church. Antietam Battlefield. Site of the bloodiest day in American history. Some 23,000 men were killed wounded or missing after just twelve hours of fighting. General McClellan’s troops outlasted General Lee’s. As they rested for what could have been the final crushing blow, Lee took his army back over the Potomac in retreat. And so the Great Civil War lasted another two and a half years. McClellan was soon relieved of his command by Lincoln.
This kindly fellow is a secessionist re-enactor. Eager to chat, he regaled me with facts and figures of the battle, peppered with much praise for anything and anyone of the South and much derision of anything and anyone of the North. Funny, that.
Early morning sun. Re-enactor, Dunker Church behind him.
“Falling Into Place”
Many moons ago, I met Patricia Lay-Dorsey. We actually met online. (No, not a dating service.) We met at David Alan Harvey’s original web-place called Road Trips. It was a tight, groovy little community. We chatted and shared imagery and critiques and David dispensed serious photographic wisdom.
One day Patricia shared 12 photos. Twelve deeply personal and moving images. Portraits of the day-to-day life of a woman with MS. Self portraits.
It was clear there was something happening here. A deeply personal story. An evolving story that would one day end up in a book. It had to.
Fast forward a few years…. This past weekend I took a trip to Beacon, NY with my wife to meet Patricia — finally in person!– as she launched her book, Falling Into Place. It is a well constructed and nicely laid out work of art. The images are compelling, intense, passionate and simply beautiful. Like the woman who made them.
The event was quite a hit. The hosts, Fovea Exhibitions, really know how to put on a launch party! DJ Illich Mujica kept the place pumping and jumping. The wife and I danced as if we were 20 years younger than reality says we are… and the next morning I felt it. It was as if I’d run a marathon, quads aburnin’. Felt great.
Patricia signed books and danced and gave a great presentation and signed more books and danced some more and made sure everyone there knew she knew they were there. Hugs and kisses, well wishes. Much laughter, congrats, well dones. Met some new friends and made a few photographs.
Congratulations, Patricia. It is well deserved.
Falling Into Place. Self Portraits by Patricia Lay-Dorsey.
Georgetown Waterfront
In the city. A moment of solitude found.
Overlooking the Potomac River. Rosslyn, VA across the way.
Washington Monument. Washington, DC
Washington Monument under repairs. Early morning, July 2013.
On August 23, 2011 a 5.8 magnitude earthquake shook the DC region. Although the quake’s center was 80 some miles southwest of DC, it was powerful enough to set the obelisk swaying and cause significant damage to the masonry. It is now completely encased in scaffolding as workers assess the damage and begin repairs. The scaffolding itself is wrapped in blue scrim and decorative lights, which I understand is really quite lovely at night. (Yeah, I know, I should go get that shot.)
The monument is closed to the public and should reopen in Spring 2014.
Tourists
Exploring the tourist scene. I feel a new project coming on!
