The Long Goodbye © Steven Willard
The “sweet sorrow” of parting. We never know what might come next, we only know what we will be missing. There is sorrow enough in that.
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Pond, Bridgewater, Connecticut © Steven Willard
The benefit of living in a place for years is that you get to see the same places under many different circumstances as the light changes with the seasons.
I’ve watched this pond with its surrounding trees as I have driven by countless times, but it was this particular time when the bare branches revealed what I hadn’t seen before; the two trees at the far end reaching out to touch each other. Too much? What do we really know about trees?
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There is some debate about whether or not a portrait should show the eyes to be successful. I guess I come down on the side that says, “it depends”.
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Joseph Conrad, Mystic Seaport, Mystic, Connecticut © Steven Willard
Walking down the paths of Mystic Seaport Museum, it’s easy to imagine another time. A time when young men (mostly) often dreamed of going to sea to reinvent themselves. It didn’t always turn out the way they hoped. As I walked towards the Conrad all I could see was her tops. She looked like a ship, hull down in a sea of shingles.
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Mobil © Steven Willard
I didn’t need gas, but the bushes were thick and tall. Somewhere in New York State.
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Sticks and Stones, © Steven Willard
Winter. Just maybe the best season for black and white photography. Many days the color has already been reduced to shades of grey. Cool, huh?
Olympus OMD EM1 with 12-40mm f2.8 zoom, processed in Nova® and Snapseed® on my iPad Pro.
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Cozy warm, North Salem, New York © Steven Willard
Nothing like visiting good friends on a cold, windy, winter day. Enjoying the warmth of their hospitality and cozy surroundings. Watching the birds at the feeders as the wind blows and the temperature drops outside.
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Table for four © Steven Willard
Your table is ready
Main Street Train Station, Richmond, Virginia
Lumix GX85 with Olympus 9-18mm lens, processed in Snapseed.
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July in the Mohave © Steven Willard
It may be cold and wet in New England now, but then it was hot and dry. I look at this image and remember.
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Coffee time, Camden, Me. © Steven Willard
This fellow reminded me of my dad. I don’t know if it was his time in the Army during WWII, the effects of the Great Depression, or maybe it’s just my imagination, but it seems to me that he and other folks of that era drank coffee in a more serious manner; almost like the devout drinkers one sees in neighborhood bars before lunch. I’d be interested to know what his reaction would be to Starbucks and other trendy coffee bars where one can spend more on a cup of coffee than he once earned in a day.
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