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Saw this on flickr and I'll say it again here: Beautiful shot, Jim. JohnL

In addition to the books I recommended in the thread from Mohamed's link above, I would also mention Harold Davis' book Creative Landscapes. While some photo books try to pass themselves off as "Hot To" books but are really just a bunch of pretty pictures, Harold's book is full of clear...

yawn yawn yawn double yawn double yawn yawn yawn and yawn again blah blah blah yak yack Mongolian yak blah blah back sheep have you any wool wool wooly bully wooly bully wah wah wah wah wah bah bah bah badda badda bing a ling a ling. Sorry if I repeated anything that anyone else had already...

Brings back memories of my trip to Yellowstone 4 years ago. You have some splendid images there and I agree with the others about the bison shot. Absolutely beautiful! JohnL

Yesterday from the open scrub land near the house: Wild Lettuce; Canada Lettuce Lactuca canadensis Wandlike Bush Clover; Milk Pea Lespedeza intermedia From a couple weekends ago on the Nancy Pond Trail: False Violet; Robin-run-away; Dewdrop Dalibarda repens JohnL

All things being equal, everything is variable. Even you. From day to day, week to week, and on and on. You cannot figure it out with any degree of accuracy. The best you can do is get somewhere in the neighborhood. You'll probably spend more energy trying to figure it out. That when Kohn's...

On summer hikes in the Whites I rarely even bring a map though the compass is always in my pack pocket. I figure if I can't find my way on a well defined set of trails with accurate trail signs I don't belong out there in the first place. I rarely do bushwhacks so that doesn't enter the...

Rarely if ever use them in the summer though I do carry them on longer (15+ mi) hikes just in case. Winter use is mainly for balance management though I've been known to use them as an assist on a good crank uphill. I never, ever use the straps except to hang them up. Too dangerous on fast...

Monroeton.

I grew up in rural northeastern PA. My town had 500 people in it. PA route 220 ran through my town and a lot of trucks used that route. Every day a lot of them would roar past the house. My mother was a worrywart so she never let me have a bicycle. Thought one of those trucks would flatten...

Excellent! Aren't the simpler pleasures in life the ones that hold on tighter and dig in deeper to your soul? Great photos as usual. Thanks for sharing. JohnL

Good job, Bob! You're never too old. I've never been on the Great Gulley trail and I suppose I should get to it before I'm too old. Nice report. JohnL

Need some help from our resident botanists out there. I was out photographing more of my favorite Cardinal Flowers on Saturday but since I had previously posted a photo of a Cardinal Flower I decided to hold onto these. However in sorting & filing I noticed that I had a flower (below) with...

Fringed Looststrife Lysimachia ciliata Asiatic dayflower Commelina communis I also found some Virgin's Bower Clematis virginiana along the path yesterday but it took me until this morning to identify it. I had forgotten that the flowers were in a spread-out network of vines. JohnL

Have fun. Be safe. We'll talk (virtually) when you return. JohnL

Does this have a meaning? JohnL

Really? I’m not sure I know anyone who would consider either one of the three people who died as heroic (or even brave) if they somehow managed to survive, either prior to or after going over the falls. They would be considered damned lucky and foolish as opposed to dead and foolish. (I...

I watched the videos yesterday during a conference call but was unable to listen to the audio. Thanks for the links. Now I'll be able to figure out who's who. Nice show. Thanks for pushing the idea. JohnL

I came across several bogs near Nancy Pond which were loaded with Pitcher Plants. It was one of the buggiest paces I can remember while photographing wildflowers but I guess that's why the Pitcher Plants have set up camp there. Northern Pitcher Plant Sarracenia purpurea Bog Aster Aster...

We all attributed it to a constant diet of the stuff. While the meals themselves were tasty enough, I think that our systems rebelled from not getting any 'real' food. It was not that we got 'sick', it's just that there was 'excessive pungent gassiness'. Sorry, it's the best euphemism I can...