Astronomy

Seeing the Northern Lights for the first time—right here in Pennsylvania—was a moment I’ll never forget.

Watching the sky come alive with color felt unreal, a quiet reminder of how much wonder exists when you slow down and look up. It was both surprising and unforgettable.

Seeing and photographing the Northern Lights, twice mow, was a rare and humbling experience, blending patience, anticipation, and pure wonder as the sky unfolded. 

Just as photographing the moon has been an exercise in patience and precision.

Each session teaches me to slow down, pay attention to light and detail, and appreciate a familiar subject in an entirely new way. My experiences photographing the moon are quiet ones—waiting, watching, and capturing subtle textures and shadows that most people overlook. It has given me a deeper appreciation for timing, light, and the beauty of a subject that’s always there, yet never quite the same.