On my Spring break I flew to Wyoming to see the west and to see my sister. Here are a few of the 300 photos I took while I was there. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8

Another photo of the Bunker Hill monument, and one of the John Hancock building.
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A couple more photos for you all. One of a crow and one of the Bunker Hill memorial.

As a side note, the crow was taken with my first digital camera, a Kodak DX3600, which explains some of the noise (the other shot was taken on a Nikon 4300). Could anyone give me a few tips to remove some of the noise so I could go back and clean up some of my old photos?

[editor's note, by coryking] moved from extended body. i'll fix that sometime. sorry :-(

It's been a while since I posted. I've been taking quite a bit of photos, but I'm only going to post a blanket and a parking lot

I'd like you all to say hello to my neighbor. He told me he works undercover for the police. As I was photographing him, he pretended to talk to the police on his radio, saying "Yep, he's taking pictures of me right now."

My digital camera died the other day, and after figuring out costs of fixing it as opposed to getting a new one, I decided to get a new Nikon. So far, I've really enjoyed it. I love all of the controls, and I'm really excited about taking it out at night.

The temperature reached 60 degrees today, so I went out to enjoy it. I took my camera and my bike down to the South End of Boston and focused on some churches. Here's what I came up with.

It snowed quite a bit up here in Boston. Much more than I'm used to seeing back home in Atlanta. So here are a few shots from the storm.
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Here in Boston, the snow lingers, the light fades quickly, leaving me with precious little time for my photography.

Sometimes it seems as if decay is all around us. At times it seems quite prevalent, and then it seems to be merely your own mind overreacting.

I spent my Thanksgiving in the mountains of North Carolina. As always, I enjoyed the many views while hiking, and made my obligatory drive up to the Blue Ridge Parkway, which I plan to bike this summer.

Life is full of so many instructions that I feel like I need to escape to a simpler place full of ducks, geese, berries and trees. It helps, but not for long. I can't wait for Thanksgiving when I'll be in the mountains of North Carolina.

Some friends came to visit me here in Boston. When we went out to eat, I realized the fine art of check paying. After they left I strolled down Chester St., and found out that cops lie. I hadn't heard that before.

Boston has some great things to do, but I like walking around and finding whatever I can. Both the old and the new. I just try not to scare the wildlife.