Southern Photographic Images

A few weeks ago, the family took a little vacation to Macon, GA. This is our annual visit to the wonderful Cherry Blossom Festival, held every year in March. Witnessing thousands of blooming cherry blossoms is quite an extraordinary sight.

You can follow the cherry blossom trail and drive under canopies of white flowers. The ground is covered with white petals. It is quite marvelous.

After the pink pancake fireman breakfast, we wandered around central park to see the Mustang Exhibit. Over 70 mustangs of all vintages. While the children were busy riding some death spiral contraption, I noticed a cherry blossom tree nearby and decided to take a few photographs.

This winter scene was captured during a recent stay in Waukesha, WI. For some inexplicable reason, mother nature decided she needed to dump 8 inches of snow while I was there! I’ve been living in Beaufort, SC for the last 6 years. I don’t do snow anymore!

The snow, I could reluctantly deal with. However, not content with a deluge of heavy wet stuff, temperature plummeted to a breezy 4 degrees Fahrenheit! Good Grief! It reinforces my resolve to stay put in my coastal oasis.

So what does a crazy camera-wielding Beaufortonian do? Go outside and take photographs.

This image was captured on a recent week-end trip to Hunting Island.

With the moon being visible in the afternoon sky, I thought it would be nice to capture the symbols of the South Carolina flags. Besides, the Palmetto and Moon are also part of our company logo.

While this is not exactly a crescent moon, it still turned out nicely.

On a recent business trip to the Chicago area, I was looking for something to photograph. As it turns out, the building had this water feature in a courtyard.  I’m sure the office workers were wondering who the strange man laying on the ground was.

Sometimes, to get a cool photograph you simply have to change your perspective. Get down on the ground or step up on a ladder.

Earlier this summer, I had a visitor that would stop by every evening, like clockwork.

For a week, it perched on my office window, patiently waiting for meal time to arrive. It figured out that flies congregate around the lit window at night.

One day, it simply didn’t show up. This photograph is an ode to my little friend.

This photograph was captured on a trip to California, outside my hotel room.

I’ll let nature speak for itself on this one.

As we were strolling in Beaufort’s Waterfront Park, we were struck by the beauty of the view.

This was a potent reminder of why we love the low country. Where else can you get such a magnificent vista from a downtown park?

Beaufort Sunset