Our Kind of Town

As native Washingtonians we are blessed with beautiful architecture and historical places both in the City and in the surrounding towns and countryside.  Famous places like the historic City of Winchester, Fredericksburg, Old Town Alexandria and Williamsburg in Virginia to the beautiful Annapolis and Eastern Shore of Maryland.  As lovers of historic architecture, the Pedestrian Mall in Old Town Winchester with its quaint streets make a perfect choice for property and business alike.  Old towns have wonderful buildings with high ceilings, great light and perfect locations for photographers.  This image is one of our favorite streets for studios and storefronts and if an established photography studio was not already there, we might just have to move in a beautiful building across the street.  As they say, great minds (and photogs) think alike!

Another Beautiful Sunset

Beautiful sunsets deserve a second showing.  As we ready for the beautiful sunrise and sunsets in the Shenandoah Valley we are inspired by the simplicity of photography subjects that can be a forefront to our amazing sunrise-sunsets here in the Valley.  They always inspire poetic verse!

“The first stab of love is like a sunset,
a blaze of color — oranges, pearly pinks, vibrant purples…”
― Anna Godbersen, The Luxe

The Marsh, My Marsh

The beautiful marshes and waterways of Amelia Island Florida bear repeating!  We are back at the Marsh again photo-walking in the peaceful serenity of this natural place with its beautiful waterways, sunrise, sunsets, pristine beauty and wildlife in abundance. It is the perfect place for rest, contemplation and photography. @jacyjoypals

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“IN my sleep I was fain of their fellowship, fain
Of the live-oak, the marsh, and the main.
The little green leaves would not let me alone in my sleep;
Up-breathed from the marshes, a message of range and of sweep,
 Interwoven with waftures of wild sea-liberties, drifting,
Came through the lapped leaves sifting, sifting,
Came to the gates of sleep.

* * *

I have waked, I have come, my beloved! I might not abide:
I have come ere the dawn, O beloved, my live-oaks, to hide
 In your gospelling glooms,—to be
As a lover in heaven, the marsh my marsh and the sea my sea.

* * *

The tide ’s at full; the marsh with flooded streams
Glimmers, a limpid labyrinth of dreams.
Each winding creek in grave entrancement lies
A rhapsody of morning-stars. The skies
Shine scant with one forked galaxy,—
The marsh brags ten: looped on his breast they lie.”*

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*Excerpts: Sunrise By Sidney Lanier

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