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Friday, July 13, 2018
Summer Days
One of a photographer's challenges is to see the familiar in fresh ways. I've lived here 42 years now, so I can definitely relate! I find that is a life challenge, too. Sometimes nature itself provides the freshness, and sometimes I have to deliberately change my perspective in order to see and share a fresh angle or a fresh vision. One reason I love photography, besides the fact that it leads me outside, is that I am reminded of these larger life lessons every time I pick up my camera.

The past thirty days has provided wonderful opportunities to be outdoors. Even in the middle of a busy summer schedule, I’ve managed to work in a sea turtle release, two trips (one planned, one spontaneous) to Carova, and some stormy sky watches both in Duck and Colington. More than one of the artists we represent uses the Shakespeare quote, one touch of nature makes the whole world kin, and I feel that kinship every time I step outside with camera in hand. Sometimes the kinship is extended to shared experiences, and that happened several times this month, too. I went to Carova with fellow photographer Ray Matthews and for one of those excursions, Phyllis Kroetsch came as well. I am always intrigued by how different photographers view the same general scene, just as I am enchanted by the myriad of authors and musicians who interpret our shared human experiences through their own gifts and perspectives.

For the sea turtle release, I positioned myself out in the water. The tide was coming in and that meant I got wetter and wetter as we waited for what turned out to be nine turtles headed back to sea after being cared for during the winter months by the staff and volunteers of the NC Aquarium’s STAR center, now open to the public. The little Green and Kemp’s Ridley turtles had been cold-stunned during our freeze in January, while the huge Loggerhead was the victim of a shark bite. It is a thrill to watch the turtles crawl back into the ocean, well worth the soaking from a couple rouge waves that nearly toppled those of us at the edge of the line! I kept my gear high and dry and the angle I chose was certainly worth the wait. A bonus from that day, along with being able to share my images with the NC Wildlife Resources staff, was an unexpected visit with friend and photographer Pat Draisey who had come to the release as an observer more than as a photographer that morning.

Just as I have not yet seen close up bear cubs this year, I have not yet seen any of the foals born in Carova this year either. The most exciting sight this past month was a harem running single file, one at a time, down the dunes and down to the water. Cattle egrets were resting atop several horses’ backs and I managed to make some images before they flew off. We saw some posturing and a bit of race-chasing both trips but no serious fighting. The most humorous sight which gave all three of us a chuckle was a harem browsing and meandering beside the Wild Horse road sign back behind the dune. The most unusual sight was a band of horses lit by our headlights as we drove back down the beach, with a cobalt blue dusk background all around them. Our second Carova trip was timed for sunrise and we all enjoyed the tide pools and the sun’s disk rising in a clear sky before we continued up the beach to look for horses.

That day, we saw only two by the water despite more than one trek up and down the shoreline. Instead, we were treated to a Dragonfly Migration Day, which regular readers will remember is one of my favorite events all summer! This time the dragonflies that had just come ashore all seemed to be the same species, with bright red bodies and heads. We paused to photograph the phenomenon of dozens of dragonflies perched all over the not-yet emerged sea oats before driving on. Ray told me later that his favorite image from the day was a closeup he made of a single red dragonfly resting atop a green sea oat stalk against the Carolina blue sky. You just never know what gifts nature will bestow. The key is to be alert and have open eyes and heart. That’s good advice for living a full, fulfilling daily life, whether as a photographer or not!


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This little Green sea turtle seemed to be waving goodby.

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The Loggerhead survived a shark bite and after months in the STAR center, was finally ready to swim home.

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One of our dramatic sunsets this past month. I love the rain bands, but what caught my breath was that dark blue streak above the cloud, like a beacon.

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A bright sliver of a new moon and the planet Venus shine above the dock at the Blue Point restaurant in Duck. Using a tripod and a long exposure smooth the water.

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The opposite end of the day. Sunup in Carova.

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I just love the tide pools at sunrise or sunset.

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Interesting companions! The Cattle Egrets help eat the bugs that plague the horses.

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One by one, horses came racing down the dune toward the water.

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The illumination from our headlights at dusk gave the scene an entirely different look and feel.

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Dragonfly migration day is one of my favorite nature events all year; in some years we have more than one migration. This is one of those years.

posted by eturek at 1:17 PM

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Wednesday, June 13, 2018
Downburst
Somehow the balance—or the barometer—has shifted and we are suddenly in more of a summer pattern of weather (to which all our visitors and most all locals say, thank goodness!) A wet winter and spring has now morphed into what I think of as a more normal summer pattern, with hot days and a good chance of a brief late afternoon or early evening rainshower, sometimes with heat lightning and sometimes with thunder and lightning, and sometimes, depending on time of day, with a rainbow afterwards. I always tell visitors this time of year not to worry if it rains a little during the afternoon; just keep looking east for the rainbow.

I’ve been over to the Alligator River refuge one more time since last blog, hoping again for a glimpse of that mama bear with her four cubs, but once again, no sighting for me. I did see a mother bear way back in the field, near dusk, with two little cubs but nowhere near close enough for a decent image. Instead I saw a lone, older young bear, perhaps a yearling, foraging fairly close to the road in on-again, off-again rain sprinkles. The rain didn’t seem to bother the cub any and its fur looked to me as if it had swum the canal to get to the field on Sawyer Lake Road where it was feeding.

By far the closest encounter was with an adult Great Blue Heron which was a little spooked by the car (but not as much as usual) but let me approach very close on foot. I don’t think I have been that close to a Great Blue since our last trip to Florida in 2014. Climbing back into the car I was again aware of how little it takes to make my photographer’s heart happy. Close encounters of the bird kind will do it every time.

The other excitement of the past week or so was a wild squall Saturday night a week ago. The sky looked interesting at shift-closing time, interesting enough that fellow photographer and staff member Phyllis Kroetsch and I decided to postpone our usual end of day closing tasks and just go out on the deck to photograph the approaching storm. The cloud formation I chose to track looked other-worldly, or as if it were about to transport me to some other world, and when I saw the image later upon downloading, my mind said “downburst.” Sure enough, that is what we photographed. I googled the phenomenon to learn more, and what I read matched exactly with our experience.

First we saw the rain cloud in the distance, coming east across the Sound. We could see the rain coming, too, first as bands in the cloud itself and then in disturbances on the water. When the rain arrived, it poured hard, straight down, for a few minutes. We were photographing from under the protection of the overhang, and I heard a dad say to his child, here come the waves. Waves? I barely had time to look in the direction he was looking before we were enveloped with a strong blast of wind, and, yes, there were waves suddenly breaking all across the sound and hitting the opposite bulkhead around the cove from our shop. The rain which had been coming straight down now came at us sideways, soaking everybody under the overhang. I backed up and tried to figure a better angle to document the experience. All then lasted about ten minutes I guess, and then the wind abated about as fast as it arrived as the storm moved off, and we could see lightning flashing to the east. We almost had a sunset, too, but the clouds were too thick for more than a little color. All in all, the downburst provided a dramatic few minutes of heavy weather. I read later that some storms have had winds in excess of 125 miles per hour! I believe it!

A few nights later I was again on the deck around sunset but what promised at first to be spectacular turned into more of a fizzle at actual sundown. Sometimes the show premieres early; sometimes it opens late; and sometimes it never happens at all when you expect. Nature photography is a constant life-lesson in patience.

Speaking of patience, I have visited the little fox den repeatedly over the past three weeks and no sightings at all. Mama and Papa Fox may have moved the den already, as the kits grow and need bigger quarters. I am trying not to be disappointed that the chance to watch them is likely already over for an entire year, and instead be grateful I had the chance to see them this year at all. Nature photography is like that, too. I have choices about where to focus my lens and where to focus my heart. It is all part of the photographic life I have come to cherish.




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This was the view out the windows of Yellowhouse in its new location in Duck. Dramatic enough to get me outside!

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I chose a lens with a wide range, from 28mm to 300mm. Here is the edge of the storm.

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Waves on the Sound.

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Waves crashing into the bulkhead around the cove. Crazy wind!

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Just a few minutes later, the winds died down, the rain stopped and we had a sunset glow.

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Here is that young bear in the rain at Alligator River Refuge.

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I first spotted the Great Blue as I drove in on Milltail Creek Rd but it flew on towards Sawyer Lake. I assume I photographed the same one a bit later.

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Happily for me, the heron strode into a less obstructed portion of the canal and I was able to approach and photograph a reflection.

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As we were working to move the last framing equipment out of what had been Yellowhouse's home in Nags Head for the past four seasons, I spotted this sun halo overhead.

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This sunset was subtler than many but still beautiful, and made special by the chance to share it with visitors to our area.

posted by eturek at 8:12 PM

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Saturday, May 26, 2018
April Showers and May Days
After the soggy, wet April, I think all of us were ready to cry "May Day!" Happily we have had some nicer (read sunnier) weather, although the colder, damper spring also put a damper on photographic opportunities. Nonetheless, I do have some treasures to share with you.

At the end of April, Pete and I ran away for two nights to Ocracoke. I just love it down there, especially in the shoulder seasons. It always feels as if we have the island almost to ourselves. We enjoyed some much needed rest before the season began in earnest, after our long winter of moving Yellowhouse north to adjoin SeaDragon. We relaxed, sat on our little deck at Captain's Landing and watched pelicans fly by (and perch on nearby pilings), ate some yummy food, and listened to great local music. I walked the beach looking for shells, and we caught two nights of the full moon. Sweet.

Back home, we have a tundra swan with an injured wing that did not make the annual migratory journey back to breeding grounds in the Arctic. Instead, it has been hanging about our little cove with its new best friends, Canada Geese pairs who have been tolerant of its presence. It seems to swim and feed just fine although it cannot fly. If the wing never mends enough to allow flight, I am imagining what a grand reunion it will experience when its fellow swan return next November.

One outcome of our soggier weather has been the sight of clouds I associate more with fall than with spring here. We've had dramatic squall lines and some glorious sunsets. The other evening's storm produced quite the sky show in the west and a rainbow that from my vantage point along the Duck Boardwalk appeared over the steeple of Duck Church.

The period from early/mid May through mid/late June is one of my favorites all year. This is the timeframe I associate with several big nature events here: the birth of foals in the wild horse herds of Carova, along with more appearances of the horses by the ocean as the Mayflies hatch; sanderlings migrating through on their way to breeding beaches in New Jersey and joining our resident birds in huge flocks; baby gray and red fox kits emerging from their dens to explore their new world; black bears on Alligator River Refuge awakening fully from their semi-sleepy winter state to forage in the farm fields at the edges of the day; young osprey hatching and young eaglets fledging; swallowtail butterflies emerging and feasting on thistles on the Refuge; and the beginnings of dragonfly migration. Some years I am fortunate to experience several of these events in the same glorious period, depending on where I concentrate my photographic time. This is also the time when the Milky Way begins to rise again in the east (albeit in the middle of the night) which during new moons with cloudless skies and no wind makes for a spectacular sight.

So how have I celebrated this year? Well, as I mentioned, Pete and I went to Ocracoke and I saw the first of my sanderling flocks down there this year.

To my great delight, I have once again had the chance to spend some time with some red fox kits. This was especially poignant for me this year because the mother fox has been wounded somehow, perhaps hit by a car, and over the past weeks I have watched her progress from hobbling to being able to trot on her three stronger legs. Like the broken-winged swan, that other leg may never fully heal. Nonetheless, she and the papa fox (they are monogamous and mate for life) are faithful, devoted parents and the kits seem to be thriving.

Pete and I drove through the refuge the other evening at dusk and saw a couple of large male bears, and last night I caught a brief glimpse of a mother and one of her four cubs as they hid from view in tall grass--too tall to really photograph, until she stood up investigating some sight or sound I could neither see nor hear. Other photographers had been treated the night before to quite a show as the bear cubs were playing on a berm with a clear view from the road, but on the night I was there, she never came into the open. This is part of a nature photographer's life: we go when we can, and we hope always. That night, it just wasn't meant to be for me to photograph the family.

Yesterday morning, a group of us went to Carova, leaving before first light to be on the beach by sunrise. The conditions were perfect for us to see harems by the water, at least by early-mid morning, but we spotted only one small family group, and they never came to the beach. A resident volunteer with the Corolla Wild Horse Fund told us that this group--two feisty stallions and two resting mares--were the center of a major drama the other morning. Seems one mare had a foal but her stallion evidently was not the father, and attempted to kill the baby. The Sheriff's office and others intervened, the foal was rescued in time, and is now being cared for at the rescue barn off island. Meanwhile the mare is undoubtedly in some discomfort, since she cannot nurse her foal, as well as some emotional trauma from its removal. That explained the behavior we witnessed, with both mares lying down, and one being very solicitous of the other. Meanwhile, the two stallions were wary around one another and it was hard for us to discern at first which was the dominant since both were very close to both mares. We saw a lot of posturing and rearing and some race-chasing but I am glad we did not witness a full-on fight. Stallions fighting may sound exciting on paper, but having been witness to fights over the years, I can tell you, the reality is both frightening and heartbreaking all at once. The law requiring people to maintain at least a fifty foot distance from the horses, and not to feed or approach them, is for everyone's safety and is worth repeating every spring. So how do I get such close-ups? With my extra-long lens. I have too much respect for both the horses and the rules to be foolish and stride up to a horse in the wild.

At the last New Moon, during the meteor shower, I accompanied several other photographers at 2 a.m. up to a location that allowed us to photograph from the west side of the Currituck Light as the Milky Way rose above us in the east. The vantage point was nifty as far as being able to view the Milky Way in the dark, but the lighthouse appears as a tiny element in an otherwise huge sky. Interesting perspective, but not what I was hoping for. For fun I did the same technique I used last year at Bodie Light to create a "hyperspace at Currituck Light" image by zooming the lens with the shutter open on the tripod. I was much more pleased with a closer view of the Lighthouse, albeit less of the Milky Way, but with a shooting star falling into the frame.

All in all, I have enjoyed my recent outings, whether a few minutes after work or the few hours I spent in Carova. I breathe my deepest, physically and emotionally, outdoors. Nature is balm for all kinds of ills--at least for me--and I often find stress or fatigue or frustration melting into the fresh air.












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This was our view from our suite at Captain Landing in Ocracoke. Not too shabby.

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Part of a much larger flock of Sanderlings.

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20 years ago on our first anniversary, we went to Ocracoke and I found dozens of these purple starfish. What a treat to find one-with a whole scotch bonnet--20 years later.

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We can have squalls all year of course. What I love most about them is the quality and color of the light. Look how turquoise the ocean appears!

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This--along with puppies, kittens and grandbabies--is what the word adorable was coined for. Red Fox Kits.

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I photographed moonrise as I usually do, on a tripod with my long lens. On this night the combination of light and a little haze gave this halo effect with the lens. Never had it happen before for moonrise. Pretty neat.

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What a beautiful sky followed the storm one evening earlier this week!

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Here is that rainbow over Duck Church.

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This is the sort of behavior that would erupt with little warning.

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A nature photographer's experience--minutes turning to hours (and sometimes to years) of patient waiting for those minutes, or in this case, seconds, in which something interesting happens.

posted by eturek at 10:54 PM

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Sunday, April 8, 2018
March Madness
Not only did March arrive like a Lion on the Outer Banks, it roared most of the month, morphing itself into a Lamb just in time for April 1st Easter Sunday, and then promptly dipped temperatures, upped the windspeed, and mixed in some rain for good measure. By this writing, the evening of April 8th, the sun had come out for part of the day though the mercury never got above the mid-40's, and the brisk winds made it feel as if we were still firmly ensconced in winter. You will see more photos of March's blustery effects below.

Since March began, despite the colder temperatures, the tundra swan all left, headed back north to their breeding grounds, and the osprey arrived and began to refurbish their summer homes once again. I really feel sorry for the pair beside the Sunset Grille in Duck. Winter winds always seem to strip their platform bare and it is a challenge to begin building all over again.

The Colington marina pair that has nested there at least for the past 21 years arrived safely home also. They began nest building in earnest by early April but a fellow osprey watcher reported the pair being harassed by a younger osprey, perhaps an offspring from an earlier year.

We had a large number of Buffleheads in our little Duck cove this winter again, and I have not seen them for a couple weeks now, so presumably they went wherever Buffleheads go to nest. The Canada Geese have settled back in, and I saw a lone loon the other evening as well. But my happiest unexpected sighting thus far has been a lone pelican sitting on a piling at the end of the dock at the Blue Point Restaurant in Duck. I saw it off and on in late winter and finally had the chance to photograph it before it, too, disappeared, hopefully to rejoin the rest of its colony.

We had our second Blue Moon of 2018 with a full moon at the beginning and end of March and again I was able to be outdoors to watch the month's second moon appear. And a late evening working put me on the dock just in time for a radiant sunset whose most interesting feature was a reflected brilliance in the water that was heart-shaped. Regular readers know I look for hearts in the landscape. You may not know that I began a personal project I have been posting daily on instagram with the hashtag #hearts365 -- if that sounds interesting to you and you are on instagram, check it out.

This past week I had a rare day off the barrier island when artist friend EM Corsa and I ventured over to Columbia to walk the boardwalk and return by way of the Alligator River Refuge. The refuge is a favorite spot, but I had never walked the full boardwalk in Columbia before. Here I finally found evidence of spring in the presence of bright red maple keys (I called them helicopters when I was young), bright green star-shaped gum tree leaves, close-furled fiddleheads, and the blush of pastel greens and pinks in the trees not yet fully leafed out.

We were accompanied partway by a male cardinal; we spotted a red-headed woodpecker who was making a call neither of us heard before at a cavity we presume is its nest; and my friend discovered a skink sunning itself atop a hollow tree stump. The turtles there seemed much more accustomed to walkers than they are closer to home although one decided to hide by turning its back and burying its head while leaving its hind parts fully in view!

While on the refuge we saw a lone bear far from the road who nonetheless raised its head to eyeball us eyeballing it, both a Cormorant and a Great Blue Heron were content to perch and stalk without flying away while I photographed, and we rescued a snake from what we feared might be certain death if it remained sunning itself in the middle of the road, given how fast some folks drive on the refuge. It wasn't too keen on being woken or moved, but I think we managed to convince it we meant no harm, and my friend used the cane I keep in the car to encourage it to slither back into the safety of the water. That snake had ample chances to strike out in our direction but it never did. It coiled itself defensively--smart move on its part--and flicked its forked tongue in warning, but was essentially passive, certainly non-aggressive. Nonetheless we were respectful and cautious, but glad to have spared it potential harm.

The whole encounter, in fact, all the encounters in the past month, reminded me why I so love to go outdoors. First, I usually have some idea, some expectation of what I might see, but am often surprised and delighted by nature's gifts beyond my expectations. Second, I truly love to connect with the natural world, and photography gives me both a reason and a way to do just that. We both returned refreshed to a pace of life that will only increase in activity and intensity as the season gets fully underway.





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The early morning ocean was roaring in March's second Lion storm of the month.

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By afternoon the winds were dancing the salt spray high in the air.

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A last look at the Buffleheads before they left our Duck cove. I love the red feet!

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What a treat to spend some time with a Pelican right on the Duck boardwalk!

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Every sunset, just like every sunrise, just like every fingerprint, is different.

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This is the sunset that produced the heart reflected in the Sound water below, though I could not discern the same pattern in the sky above.

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Mooned by a turtle!

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The color of spring, courtesy of maples.

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If we moved suddenly, either our motion or more likely the vibration our feet caused would startle the skink and it would dart back inside its stump. Patience and stillness were the virtues here.

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Our slithery encounter.

posted by eturek at 9:07 PM

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Thursday, March 8, 2018
Winter Wonders
So much for my intention to write at least one blog every month. You'd think I would have more time in the winter when the galleries are closed, but this winter we have been busier than usual--not only has there been less time to write, there has been less time to be outside, period, certainly less time to photograph, which is what fuels these blogs to begin with.

January began cold enough, with not one but two winter storms. You saw scenes from the last one in the year's only blog thus far; a couple from storm #2 are below. Early January also brought--on the same glad day--a report of a humpback whale at Jennette's Pier and a resting harbor seal on the beach. I was blessed to hear about both and to see both before they each continued on their journey.

The end of January gave us a 2nd full moon in the same month, colloquially known as a blue moon, and there were nice clear blue skies as the moon climbed up over the horizon, looking like a Chinese lantern. In mid-February three of my staff accompanied me on my annual buying trip to Philly. We were treated to a brief snowfall Friday night that lasted all of about an hour and melted in the ensuing rain overnight. But while it lasted, my companions agreed it made the city look magically like Paris. A token travel pic is below as well.

I thought surely the early cold and snow pattern would continue here on the Outer Banks in February. Instead, we had some warmer days in February hopscotching with colder days but not cold enough to snow, and several stretches of wind. The wind to top it all, though, came in the form of In Like A Lion early March, with a days-long nor-easter that closed NC 12 on Hatteras repeatedly and pushed up seafoam like whipped cream. The most disturbing sight I saw was a couple that carried two very young children out to the end of Avalon Pier as the waves were breaking high right at the pier's end. They stayed long enough for what looked to be a couple of selfie photographs and then hightailed it out of there. When they began walking back I realized from the ache in the center of my body I had been alternating between panic-breathing and holding my breath. Glad I was not present to witness what could have been a real tragedy. I was photographing from shore--and really surprised the pier was open to walkers.

Winter skies are usually my favorites of the year. I look for vibrant sunsets (and if I am really ambitious, vibrant sunrises). So far this winter, the sky that got my attention the most was a beautiful and unusual cloud formation over Kitty Hawk Bay right at dusk. By far the cutest sight of the year has been watching a young couple string a hammock under Nags Head Pier while their faithful spaniel companion stood sentinel. They were busy enjoying the breeze and using their cell phones for under the pier photos while I was busy photographing their hammock.


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The second storm of the year left measurable snow on the dunes! We had about 10 inches back in Colington where I live.

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Snow and ice and wind equals ice on the pier!

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Blue ice and sunset look other-worldly. Or at least, not beachy!

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Here is a winter visitor for 2018.

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The Blue Moon--the second full moon in January--looked like a Chinese Lantern as it rose above the horizon. It's an optical illusion I love.

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Speaking of winter visitors, I loved seeing this Parisian scene, however briefly, in Philly.

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Here is the cute factor--cute dog and young love. What is not to like about that?

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These clouds were a precursor to the northeaster that was coming.

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At its height, the windstorm produced multiple wave sets way out to sea.

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This sort of whipped foam is too salty for my taste! It was piled thick under the piers and beach road houses in Kitty Hawk.

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