Almost tried to buy a house that wasn’t right. See what forgetting who you are can do? When we moved from Maryland almost 15 years ago, I sold or gave away most of my tools. And I had tools for everything. If you needed something fixed or built, I probably could have done it. There [...]
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Man, I know the feeling. This double-exposure from a trove of family photos I shipped back from Maine after my Aunt Mary died says it all. I can’t make out the license plate—and what is that thing on the bumper?—but “family” suggests Maryland, West Virginia, or New York (Elmira, Big Flats). I remember double-exposures, too. [...]
We were planning a trip to Pilar to see the river and hopefully some ducks. “I got gas today,” she said. “Filled it up. Enough to get to Pilar and keep on going, away from this sad town…” I know what she means. The desperate, empty side of living in a tourist town comes to [...]
Just the photo now. Don’t need that other stuff, it just feels better this way. Deleted much appreciated but now out-of-context comments, too. Enjoy! »Buy This Photo!«
No, not Taos, you ninny! Taos is just a place. Haven’t you been paying attention? Now everybody just stay calm. There is much to report! I am raising giant rodents. Ten minutes after putting out bird food, there’s a two-foot squirrel standing straight up on its hind legs with cheeks puffed out like tennis balls [...]