“The ache for home lives in all of us. The safe place where
we can go as we are and not be questioned.”
Yardley, Pennsylvania is the place my family calls "home." What really makes it special are the many valuable connections that have formed over the years: friends, neighbors, teachers, coaches, acquaintances, etc. What follows are a collection of my new landscape photographs, all taken during December, 2016 and January, 2017. This is my way of saying a very big "thank you" to all of those in our local community who enrich our lives.
At a moment in history in which its easy to feel divided, I think of a verse from another Maya Angelou poem:
I note the obvious differences
between each sort and type
but we are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike...
|Winter sunrise at Patterson Farm, Yardley, Pennsylvania.|
|First Light on the West Trenton Railroad Bridge,|
|Lake Afton and the Old Library in Fresh Snow,|
|Winter Sunrise on the Delaware Canal and Towpath,|
|Shady Brook Farm Holiday Light Show|
|Lake Afton and St. Andrew's Church, Yardley Pennsylvania.|
(Late afternoon following a snow storm).
|Delaware Canal and Towpath in Fresh Snow,|
|Winer Sunrise at the Calhoun Street Bridge,reflected in the|
Delaware River, Morrisville, Pennsylvania.
|Shady Brook Farm Holiday Light Show,|
|Delaware Canal and Towpath winding through morning fog,|
before sunrise. (Yardley, Pennsylvania).
|The Continental Tavern at night, with Christmas Lights,|
|The Calhoun Street Bridge cutting through morning fog over|
the Delaware River, Morrisville, Pennsylvania.