The Vine-Shroud

Flourishing vine, whose kindling clusters glow
Beneath the autumnal sun, none taste of thee:
For thou dost shroud a ruin, and below
The rotting bones of dead antiquity.

Percy Shelley, The Vine-Shroud

Wild Grapes
Nature Series
ShotByNess.
© 2019 RiverHouse Group of Caughdenoy, new YorK, LLC

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I Just Want To Know

“Why, Jon, why?” his mother asked. “Why is it so hard to be like the rest of the flock, Jon? Why can’t you leave low flying to the pelicans, the albatross? Why don’t you eat? Jon, you’re bone and feathers!”

“I don’t mind being bone and feathers, Mum. I just want to know what I can do in the air and what I can’t, that’s all. I just want to know.”

Richard Bach, Jonathan Livingston Seagull

Gulls in Acadia
Nature Series
ShotByNess.
© 2019 RiverHouse Group of Caughdenoy, new YorK, LLC

Harbinger

This is one of my images from the eclipse. Lisa and I traveled to Cadiz, Kentucky. I found a trailer that was in the woods and on a bit more than an acre of land. My friend, the Norse, came up and met us there. It was my full intention to get all of the most magnificent images that I could. That is why I chose a place with low light pollution and right in the center of the eclipse path.

But when it happened, I only got a few shots off. Because it was glorious. Truly glorious.

– ShotByNess.

Harbinger
Art Series
ShotByNess.
© 2019 RiverHouse Group of Caughdenoy, new YorK, LLC