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nostalgic pathwaysfor days only beige and brownautumn reminds me Continue reading capturing
nostalgic pathwaysfor days only beige and brownautumn reminds me Continue reading capturing
“The most predominant feature of the sub-watershed, The Coves Ponds, were formed by an abandoned oxbow of the Thames River. Sedimentation from adjacent ravines and infilling by adjacent landowners have now created 3 distinct ponds; the East, West, and South Ponds. “ “The Cove ponds were described by the early explorers to this area in 1796. They are documented in the journals of Major Littlehale, who … Continue reading Summer Mornings At The Coves
spirit i seek, heresolitude is mine, againi return to you Continue reading euston my euston
One of my earliest memories of childhood is this day when I was 4, my friend was 3, and our moms had sent us down that summer day to the village post office to get the mail. My friend was the ‘street savvy’ of the two of us, as I was sort of dorky shy kid and certainly did not have the kahunas she did, … Continue reading When Only A Village Will Do
I had graduated from BealArt, 19 years old and the future was so bright I had to wear shades. After my recent escape from dinky Dodge for the ‘big city’ (or how I thought of it back then), I was footloose and fancy-free, at the top floor of this 3 storey walkup in Old South with my girlfriend. With its ’70s orange shag carpet which … Continue reading A Walk Thru My Old South
Wandering around down at the old apple orchard again yesterday with the shnoggin’ doggin’, we had a jolly ol’time, as we hadn’t been in a while. It’s the only place in the city I feel comfortable taking her, I’m not much of a dog park sort, and really neither is she. Certainly she’s mellowed over the last 5 years we’ve been here, but still, she … Continue reading What I Saw On A Walk At The Old Orchard
Maybe call these the B side, the photos that didn’t make it into my last post on Euston Meadow. These are from March 25th of this year, and incidentally, I think the last spring-like day we’ve had so far, as it would seem as though Mother Nature is not feeling very “spring-like” yet. So today as they threaten more freezing rain, and I sit here … Continue reading Euston’s Bones
the days of gray went away the sun shone briefly and revealed some of the blue sky shrugged off the lugubriousness for a few hours old shining one for a little bit cast hazy shadows on the snow and blessed be Continue reading of my yesterday
taught me how to skate to make friends to go with the flow along your banks i live again amen Continue reading that river of mine
when it’s beneath us it is a shared way to go that brings us to home word :: COMMUNAL Continue reading a sidewalk
it was the Solstice 2017 and all through the village I could hear dancers on the green with drummers drumming so i drifted that way towards the beauty and joy leaked out through my eyes, is why I wore shades that summers day for WPC :: some more of what I saw that day Continue reading that day, and why i wore shades
i love random accidents you do not intend that peek one’s imagination Continue reading the accidental photo
And so I returned once again to that little woods at Euston Meadow, as I had to see it just one more time before all the leaves fell. I had been meaning to for days, but then we had our first snowfall and I knew the end was nigh. Ever since I have wandered around in my soul trying to somehow capture the words to … Continue reading Walks In The Woods