Ocean

So who asked the mosquitoes to come to this party? And don’t they believe in reproductive restraint? Unbelievable. I wanted to photograph a ...

What would you consider the unusual, here, on Ocean ? A season with very very limited travel? Posts that describe in great detail the purcha...

How would you describe/title (any or all of) the three photos below? They’re from this morning, from the Westside Community Market here in M...

Yesterday, I called it a day. There were no more nails to pound. One last meal at Henrietta’s (she was the first to implant the the words “f...

Eventually I can do it. I can figure out how to drill in fasteners into tough walls. How to work blinds into uneven window frames. I can. It...

I cross campus again and again. Always, there is the temptation to take a photo of the white spire against a blue sky. A classic for this pl...

Inspire, aspire, perspire, I’ve seen it all on this day. Without truck, I am left to run errands on foot. Screw wont go in. Get drill bit fr...

It has been suggested that I may do well with a get to know Cambridge kind of day. You know, one with a solid brunch and a few pokes here an...

Well now. Well now! That was a road trip to end all road trips. I had it all this day – 800 miles of traffic, non traffic, rainy skies, clea...

In Chicago: packing, lifting, stacking, carrying down to the curb. Finally, furniture and daughter, loaded in. Ready to go. Wow, is it noon ...

It is my sixth move this year. Let me clarify: it is the sixth time that I am assisting with a someone’s move this year (one of the assists ...

Boiled, then served with butter and dill. Pan fried. Taken from the field and buried in a fire on the meadow. In soups. With sour milk on th...

I vow that I will never take my camera on my daily run to the grocery store again. What’s the point? It’s an acknowledgement of failure: tod...

For those who feel hopelessly slapped down by the weather, I’m with you. But not really. Rainy days conjure up for me images of desolate bea...

All night long the sky flashed and the rain hit upon my upturned window. You’d think I’d get up and close it. You’d think. I had maybe two d...

Left a daughter in Chicago, returned home. It’s that simple. One day, we sit across the table, both daughters and I and we pass a jug of mil...

Really it is. Really truly. But, I started today. Let it be noted: I finally started work on the ungreat un-American unnovel. Fifty years fr...

No pauses. Work, then a spin down to Chicago for a couple of nights. Traffic. Three double espressos today and still, all I can think of is ...

Finally, it rained. So, that’s what it will be like in a month – wet and cold again. And then colder. I am on the Square to get a sandwich a...

What can I say, it's peculiar. The way we eat, what we eat. Particularly those who eat upside down, clinging with rear quarters to a tre...