Peter standing outside Coffee Talk in Wailea, Oahu. He’s balancing his laptop, and his computer connected camera while talking to me on his cellphone. Yes, he could have been talking directly into his laptop, but he thought that might look too strange.
Unsuspecting patrons inside the coffee shop.
My new goal is to have rakkity buy a video camera, connect it to his mini and then, once he’s healthy, to play his racquetball nemesis on a wifi court while I watch.
Peter Rodd and Patti
The Big Picture
Peter Rodd and Patti
The Big Picture
This year’s destination . A closer map view . We’ve tried twice to walk into Rainbow Lake and both times we’ve failed. This year we won’t fail; we’re flying in with Katahdin Air. .
Diane reminded me that after our first failure to gain access to Rainbow Lake, we decided all we lacked was some kind of device with which to ferry our gear. Hence the birth of our overland transportation carts .
Karen, I don’t know where that photo was taken. Nahmakanta Lake? First Debsconeag? I bet Adam knows.
Adam’s last comment provided me with the perfect time to post this photo .
For better or worse, now that Diane has a camera of her own, there are now photos of the photographer.
These two photographs taken of Jimmy in his (Victory?) garden in Columbia Heights, MN arrived in the mail today. Diane flew home on Saturday with a container full of his tomatoes. On Tuesday, we sliced two and used them for our first and only BLT of the season.
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Matt gave me a CD full of Cel’s photos and I’ve posted only a small number of them. Yes, I did edit some, but mostly I tried to keep my grubby fingers off.
Matt gave me a CD full of Cel’s photos and I’ve posted only a small number of them. Yes, I did edit some, but mostly I tried to keep my grubby fingers off.
Cel’s Spain Photos.
Diane (the itty bitty person passing through the metal detector) on her way to Minnesota.
Today’s visit with Flo.
The photo, if Diane were here, she wouldn’t let me post .
Selecting A Reader
First, I would have her be beautiful,
and walking carefully up on my poetry
at the loneliest moment of an afternoon,
her hair still damp at the neck
from washing it. She should be wearing
a raincoat, an old one, dirty
from not having money enough for the cleaners.
She will take out her glasses, and there
in the bookstore, she will thumb
over my poems, then put the book back
up on its shelf. She will say to herself,
“For that kind of money, I can get
my raincoat cleaned.” And she will.
Ted Kooser
Diane (the itty bitty person passing through the metal detector) on her way to Minnesota.
Today’s visit with Flo.
The photo, if Diane were here, she wouldn’t let me post .
Selecting A Reader
First, I would have her be beautiful,
and walking carefully up on my poetry
at the loneliest moment of an afternoon,
her hair still damp at the neck
from washing it. She should be wearing
a raincoat, an old one, dirty
from not having money enough for the cleaners.
She will take out her glasses, and there
in the bookstore, she will thumb
over my poems, then put the book back
up on its shelf. She will say to herself,
“For that kind of money, I can get
my raincoat cleaned.” And she will.
Ted Kooser