Stopped at Panera Bread for dinner.
Clearly, the best broad view of the falls is here from the Canadian side, but for getting close to the action I liked that slick overhanging platform.
I found another Eric Grohe in Niagara Falls. The problem with his early work is that his paint fades, as it has here. I was delighted to catch this woman with her stroller because she looks like she’s in the painting. See, she’s gone now. Given that I was in the area, I decided to […]
The purpose of a fish trap is to catch fish, and when the fish are caught, the trap is forgotten. The purpose of a rabbit snare is to catch rabbits. When the rabbits are caught, the snare is forgotten. The purpose of words is to convey ideas. When the ideas are grasped, the words are […]
A whole lot of people aren’t going to find this guy funny, but it is Tuesday and I am in control. My friend Rob introduced me to Sam all those years ago.
More photos by Brian.
La Rad and family minus the daughter away at college.
Emma showing us what’s left after she donated ten inches of her hair to Locks Of Love
Photos taken by Brian inside Nance Galleries in Evansville.
Impressive photos taken from the air by brother Brian with his handy point and shoot. Most are of Logan, the Boston skyline and, as you follow the Charles River, on into Cambridge and beyond. The fountain with the plane in the background is in Detroit. I’m not sure where the row houses are, maybe near […]
Mike, I’ve been enjoying the snow here in all its myriad forms, so much that I’ve been neglecting my duty to the blog. It’s so much more difficult to write something “bloggable” about good times. Sad, distressing, disastrous events make much better copy. But I have to say something about how fine and wonderful the […]
Jeffrey thinks Mack wore his red and white hat “probably since 1984.†During my visits it rested reliably on his head when he mowed the lawn, walked to the library, and visited friends. Most likely never washed, it’s now crusty, and I considered bringing it home as a keepsake, but somewhere near those open prairies […]