Glenside is my country home located on the edge of the Pocono Plateau in rural Pennsylvania. The vintage-1880 former country stagecoach inn is situated on thirty-five acres, of which at least thirty are old growth hemlocks and pines, with a sprinkling of various hardwoods. Apart from the house and out buildings, Buckey Run, a large one-acre pond that was formed when the run was dammed over a century ago, and a usually roaring waterfall, visually defines the property. The closest store is ten miles away. This is the only place I have ever taken nature related photographs on a regular basis.

All the seasons are interesting around the pond and along Buckey Run, but winter is my favorite and many of these photographs feature ice and snow. The other seasons are represented, but severe weather and its results are much more fun than the serenity of an August afternoon, reflecting in a hammock. I’m much more interested in the seasonal reflections in the pond.

Severe weather means snow and ice storms, sudden thaws, falling trees and everything else I rarely encounter in New York City. Buckey Run is normally a modest little stream; in most places it is no more than twelve feet wide, often smaller. With sudden thaws and severe rain it has swollen to seventy-five feet wide near the house and seventy-five yards back in the woods. It can become a roaring river in a matter of hours, as it makes its way to the to the pond, over the waterfall and into the Lehigh River, across the road.

I’ve taken hundreds of photographs of this unique property over the years and these are among my favorites.