Free Shipping Through Sunday on Prints, Etc.

Good morning, everyone. Some of you have expressed interest in acquiring prints of my photos. So, if you’re in a shopping mood this weekend, I wanted you to know that Fine Art America is offering free ground shipping to all U.S. addresses for any order placed now through midnight Sunday, November 25 (Eastern Standard Time). (Sorry that they excluded those of you in other parts of the globe.)

The promotion applies when you order through this link.

Keep in mind that there are only 150 images or so uploaded at this time, with more being added each day. If you have a favorite photo that you’ve seen here but you can’t find it in the FAA galleries, just let me know and I’ll be sure to upload it as soon as possible.

If you’ve never been to my FAA site and need help navigating through the galleries or need help placing an order, please contact me and I’ll answer any questions that you have.

Thank you! I hope you all will enjoy your long weekend. Travel safely.

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Sundown

In addition to our usual pre-dawn arrival each day at the Buffalo Peaks Ranch this past October, we picked one afternoon to return for our first look at the ranch glowing under the light of the low western sun. The mood was quite different, and there was much excitement as we ran around and clicked away at all of the wonderful new presentations of light and shadow. We stayed until the sun fell behind the distant mountains.

Ilford SFX 200 film

Buffalo Peaks Ranch
South Park, Colorado

Fly Away

Every so often, a bird gets up and flies some place that it’s drawn to.
I don’t suppose it could tell you why, but it does it anyway.   ~Ian Hibell

Digital Infrared
Pawnee National Grassland, Colorado

Isn’t That What Friends Are For?

We’re the insect life of paradise:
Crawl across leaf or among towering blades of grass
Glimpse only sometimes the amazing breadth of heaven

You’re as loved as you were
Before the strangeness swept through
Our bodies, our houses, our streets
When we could speak without codes
And light swirled around like
Wind-blown petals at our feet

I’ve been scraping little shavings off my ration of light
And I’ve formed it into a ball, and each time I pack a bit more onto it
And I make a bowl of my hands and I scoop it from its secret cache
Under a loose board in the floor
And I blow across it and I send it to you
Against those moments when
The darkness blows under your door

Isn’t that what friends are for?
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Ilford SFX 200 film

Buffalo Peaks Ranch
South Park, Colorado

“Isn’t That What Friends Are For?”
by Bruce Cockburn