Growing up in Indiana meant that when storms rolled in, you ran outdoors to watch. When I started taking photos, it also meant getting a few shots of the weather. And once we built a house near the woods, it meant sitting in wait for the birds, squirrels and other critters that wandered into the backyard. Travel meant shooting landscapes in Yellowstone, the Scottish Highlands, and the Cliffs of Moher in Ireland, along with local opportunities along the Wabash River, farm fields, and vineyards. More recently, I've done some experimenting in astrophotography, taking advantage of the International Dark Sky Park in Mackinaw City, Michigan.