FOREST FABLES
Where resplendent realities are rapidly fading back into distant myths. Vancouver Island.
NATURE'S GRASP
Nature always wins. St. Lucia.
ORGANIC MONUMENT
This rare, old growth cedar tree dominates its surroundings in Pacific Rim National Park.
WINTER'S DREAM
Observing a rare winter storm in Vancouver's famous Stanley Park.
LAST STAND
A vigil for the fallen. Vancouver Island.
NOVEMBER RAIN
A delightfully torrential day on BC's Galiano Island.
MOSSY MAPLE
UNITED WE STAND
Divided we fall. Mossy Maple Grove, Vancouver Island.
JUST EXIST
Life lessons from a tree.
OLD FRIEND
There is something familiar and welcoming about the old trees in the Walbran Valley on Vancouver Island. Exploring this place has completely redefined how I look at forests. These woods serve as a reminder of what was and what could be.
EVERYTHING BELONGS
Sometimes I wonder if the only inconsistency in nature is the human ego.
WILD OF PLACE
Wild of heart. Without these places, all that remains is institution. Carmanah, Vancouver Island.
EMPIRE OF THE SALAMANDER
When a forest is left completely undisturbed, it looks like this. Willis Island, Pacific Rim National Park.
NATURE CONVENTION
Species of the forest, Hoh Rainforest.
THE KYOTO CONNECTION
An early morning ride through the enchanting bamboo forests of Kyoto.
LIFE CYCLES
The circle of life thrives best in undisturbed places like the forest. Pacific Rim National Park.
VICTORIOUS LIFE
This little tree perfectly embodies the beauty in the simplicity of survival.
SOLAR SHOWER
Morning light filters through a layer of shallow fog in Avatar Grove, BC.
HALT
When life gives you pause.
ROOT STRENGTH
This brilliant camphor tree stands guard before a quiet temple in Kyoto.
THE CHOSEN ONE
The competition for light is a game of patience in the forest. Cathedral Grove, BC.
THE SIMPLE KIND OF LIFE
The February sun burns through morning fog over Jericho Pond in Vancouver.
NATURE'S RX
The healing forces of simply being outside.
DUSTY DAWN
Somewhere in Utah.
THE GENERAL
Confronted by an army of Nature in the hills in Oregon.
THE FOREST REMEMBERS
But will we?
PRECIPITATION
The sound of the rain needs no translation. British Columbia.
