Hi Mike, As you know, earlier this August, Beth and I went with 3 hiking buddies of mine to Glacier Nat’l Park. Beth acted as a re-supplier for our backpack trip, and made our loads lighter by meeting us midway at a road camp to supply us with more food and clothes. We all had […]
A short history of my aquarium.
Saturday morning, on our return to Adam’s after gathering exotic wood from the Agassiz Theater in Harvard Square, and then breakfast at La Pro with Dan and Mark, we spied a skittish hummingbird dipping into the new feeder outside his back window. I ran to my truck to retrieve my camera, and then back to […]
The bearded chess players isn’t the only old photo I stumbled across while looking for Menemsha pics for Mary’s new computer. When I first saw this pic which Matt took, I didn’t really know who that girl in red was.
I may have posted this before (it’s gonna happen), but this is one of my favorite photos. That’s me on the left playing against Andy Vince in 1972. I was a fair chess player, but I almost always lost to Andy.
  Tonight at Willow Books.
Mike, Every week or so, I discover another mural in Boulder–usually on the outside of a wall, sometimes on the inside of a restaurant or a store. There’s a few more murals that I haven’t managed to photograph, but there are enough now on my camera disk to make an entertaining collection. Enjoy the free-spirited […]
Yesterday was Big Push day. Matt goes back to school at the end of next week and Goose will be gone from this Thursday late until Monday, and they still have the garage and maybe my barn to paint. With that in mind, and substituting pads for paint brushes, they second-coated nearly three quarters of […]
Early morning rock and roll for Diane. Stand By Me Ben E. King When the night has come And the land is dark And the moon is the only light we’ll see No I won’t be afraid, no I won’t be afraid Just as long as you stand, stand by me And darlin’, darlin’, stand […]
Dan gets in touch with his inner sixties with a little help from friends.
I lied. Here’s a few more. First, Diane enjoying the view as cool breezes rustle her hair while talking to Jeffro in Evansville who’s sweating like a plow horse while suffering through temps near 100. And below are pics Diane insisted I post (not to further needle Jeff) of me swimming in the cool, clear, […]