In Vermont we expect to see all kinds of sights in spring. The streams run fast and ice jams let loose, birds start calling louder, after a spring flood a few weeks ago I saw a man walking a wet, muddy, icy cow along route 100, it probably fell into a high running stream.
One sight I had not expected to see was a steaming Yak. This mother yak stood in the spring sun, icicles hanging from her face and steam rising from her back. It was an amazing site. A few days later I spotted this article about Vermont Yak Company in the Boston Globe.
Enjoy, :10 seconds of a mother yak, warming up in the spring sun.
On March 27th I was envious of the "pause" to reassess and learn I kept hearing about. I was fortunate enough to still be working, so I committed to a daily blog. This is my chance to think out loud. As a filmmaker I always admired writers and still photographers. This is a place for me to learn and practice than now?