While my photography client and I were working a roadside meadow together along the southern Blue Ridge Parkway in Western North Carolina, she called me over to see some beautiful water droplets that were hanging from the stigma of each greenish/yellow flower on an...
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Painted Trillium Translucent Leaves
My favorite photo clients are those who can appreciate--and even enthusiastically embrace--the small. I know, I probably shouldn't say that. Sorry, not sorry :-). The Southern Appalachian Mountains are absolutely full of beautiful small botanical treasures, each...
Story Grays Lilies Roan Highlands
Hiding Among Tall Grasses Gray's Lilies are globally rare wildflowers growing within critically imperiled habitat. I travel to the grassy balds of the Roan Highlands to visit the largest known population of these wonderful Southern Appalachian wildflowers. Late...
Photo of the Day: March 2, 2022
I'm partial to Oconee Bell wildflowers! Perhaps it's because I lived in Upstate South Carolina for almost a decade. I moved from Northern Virginia to Upstate South Carolina for college at Clemson University. After leaving for work, I returned again for a second...
Photo of the Day: February 20, 2022
February means the end of winter for me: it signals the start of the great spring bloom. I don't much care for the daffodils that decorate suburban lawns and manicured gardens. I do, however, get very excited about the return of natives like trillium and bluebells....
Photo Essay: Oconee Bell Wildflowers 2017
I lived in the Upstate of South Carolina for nearly ten years while I pursued various degrees at Clemson University. Neighboring Oconee County was where I went to find my "away." I've always loved books and learning. To this day, when an Amazon delivery arrives on...
Photo Essay: Roan Highlands Gray’s Lily Wildflowers 2015
The grasses I travel through are far taller than the mid-height of my hiking boots allowing the moisture to wick down through my socks. My feet are soaking despite the Gore-Tex lining within my boots. It's just after sunrise on the temperate grassy balds of the Roan...