Wisteria has always been a spring favorite with me,not only for its beauty but its scent. The only thing I might like better are hyacinth blooms.

These two trees provided a peaceful entrance to this cemetery.

This image was captured right before Easter and it has a funny twist to it. I was heading home from work and this old truck which had been sitting in this pasture for a couple of weeks usually did not draw my attention. Well out of the corner of my eye, I saw something on the hood and did a quick u-turn to hopefully capture it before he jumped down. I think I must have taken photos for an hour hoping he would do something funny and there were a few opportunities.

First he laid down right in the middle of the hood becoming  a rather large hood ornament, then he started trying to eat the new buds on the trees and he was having a great time till his reach had consumed them all. He brainstormed a bit and inched ever closer to the edge of the rounded sides and despite almost slipping off several times, his sure-footed abilities prevailed. The entire time I was capturing him, I only saw two baby goats roaming, that is up until he went to the next level, which was the roof and started eating those branches. He did that for 5 minutes and then decided it was time to get down,so he jumped into the bed of the truck and to my surprise there were more goats that were there sleeping the whole time. The one on the left jumped out immediately, the brown one looked confused by the sudden awakening and the big one hopped back up to show who the king of the mountain is. The truck has since been absent from the field and I just wonder if someone out there has seen three goats cruising the back roads in an old ford. Too bad it wasn’t a Dodge Ram.

I always seem to pick the wrong time to go out, and this was shot the other night as rain started moving into the region. I started shooting about 30 minutes before and then it started raining ruining the reflection. Then I noticed there was a circulating pump that came on and rippled the water even more. I thought to myself I can outlast that pump and sure enough 30 minutes later it stopped and a nice reflection emerged. I added light to make the trees pop in the water.

Came across this old rusty truck, which may have been a fire truck and could not resist capturing what looks like an artists canvas.

An old caboose is illuminated by a lamp-post while freshly fallen snow blankets the surroundings.

I was a little nervous shooting this because it was darker than this shot portrays and I was literally on the ground looking through my tripod mounted camera to capture it. One speeding driver and a slide and I would have been diving for cover.

Even though it was sixty degrees today, I am still posting winter scenes. Everyone will be complaining how hot it is before too long so just keep this image in mind.

I came across this unusual scene the other week and felt it was worth stopping to get a shot. The farmer had laid out a long narrow strip of hay and feeding time began. The only logical thing I could come up with to explain all of them lined up in profile was perhaps the hay was warmer under foot,so they stayed on the narrow strip while they ate.

One more image from my trip to the Historic Ephrata Cloister during this most beautiful snow storm.

This was the first photo I took when I walked around our block to check the snow out. It includes the rail trail behind my house and heavy snow was still falling.

Some very orange lamp posts contrast with some updated led lights along the street.

Almost took a tumble when I walked down the road to the far end of this barn to check it out. Road was part wet, part ice and of course I had my tripod on my shoulder. It got my heart beating as I scrambled to stay upright.

I shot this image at 12:43 am and seemingly forgot the meaning of getting some sleep. This shot is the result of lamp posts along a walkway that give off a very strong orange glow. The snow clinging to the fence details made a nice foreground element.

Everybody seems to cower in their cozy little homes on nights like this, but I enjoy the peaceful nature of having the entire street to myself.

Could hardly believe it when I made my way into our local park and no one had been there before me to track it all up. I thought I liked this view when it was in complete shade but when the sun broke through, it added another dimension with the shadows. One of the prettiest storms I have seen in a long time.

Another shot from the great snow storm we had.

This is a part of the rail trail that runs through my town and it looked very peaceful with the snow-covered trees. If you look at the light post you can see how heavy the snow was falling and I found that as long as I was shooting toward the shadows, it looked like it was a clear night. An umbrella is a key element on nights like this.

This old house sits along a busy thoroughfare in a town near me and in its heyday must have been pretty impressive. This was yet another stop on my snowstorm hike and the beauty of the snow on the old wrought iron fence caught my eye. I do not think it is occupied during the winter and the owners have not made any effort to stop the deterioration of the gorgeous wrap around porch that is a work of art unto itself. Seems some people have no clue and being lazy is something they are quite content with. Such a shame it is not in the hands of a family that would respect the work that was put into it.

Another shot from my 4 hour late night walk in the snowstorm. It wasn’t too long after I took this that a big plow came through and removed all the nice snow on the right.