One of more interesting parts of my job as a photojournalist involves sharing my experiences and wisdom of photography with kids.

I enjoy judging photo contests, especially if they involve photojournalism. Yesterday, our photo staff at The Telegraph in Nashua, N.H., judged the Vermont Press Association’s annual photo contest.

Most nature photography is a no-brainer - it looks much more beautiful in color. But, these shaded falls, in the shade of the surrounding maple and oak trees screamed black and white!

There was a reason the regulars at our bird feeders were away this morning. Outnumbered and outsized, the chick-a -dees, nuthatches and finches had to wait for breakfast until the flock of wild turkeys finished their meal.

I thought this pattern of curled up leaves on my Azalea bush made an interesting pattern in black and white.

Note: This is the first posting of an ongoing series of photographs I will be posting throughout 2009. All of the “Backyard Wonders” photographs I am publishing will be taken in my own back yard. My challenge is to see how many different kinds of landscape and wildlife photos I can come up with by the end of the year. Enjoy!

There is certainly no shortage of icicles in southern New Hampshire these days. I have more ice than I can deal with making dams on my roof. The extreme cold weather freezes any snow that melts on the roof, and creates an array of icicles in all lengths and shapes.

I “bagged” a nice scenic shot at the dump in Rochester last week. Garbage - who would think that there would be such beauty, standing on top of millions of tons of decaying garbage?

I’m sure if I posed the question, “Which is the most comfortable chair?” Dick Russell would have pointed to the one he was sleeping in.

A couple weeks ago, I was helping reporter, Karen Lovett produce an audio slideshow about George Latour, who turned 100 years old recently. While she was photographing George at Rose Haven in [...]

Sorry.  Sometimes it’s true.  From the Signals catalog.

Do you know the old saying, “born in a barn?” You may have said it to your kids when they left the front door open. And then there’s “Cow-Hampshire.” Journalists from “down south” sometimes say the term up here when covering the presidential primary election. Well, there’s one less barn in the state now to [...]