Diane and I killed two hours waiting for Matthew to finish his last exam. We bought stuff at the bookstore, got a decaf from the local Starbucks, downed a sandwich from an on-campus sub shop, and took pictures. Instead of buildings, I decided to photograph students. Most didn’t seem to mind. There are nav arrows, […]
Rose (95) and Bill (94) live in New Jersey, an hour away from Philadelphia. We always stop for a visit, and this time Rose informed us that friends have called to say they’ve seen the Einstein video. Someone at Trenton State, where Bill used to teach, stumbled upon it and the spread the word. (Type […]
Here are the photos that wouldn’t upload yesterday. Not great, but remember that in the old days I could stealthly take pictures inside shops given the small size of my digital camera. Now I’ve the photographic equivalent of the Browning Automatic Rifle.
It’s time to find our son and bring him home. ************** Emma’s palm trees. These girls put up with my incessant picture taking, but sometimes Emma draws the line. ************** Thursday night we met friends to see the Edward Hopper exhibit at the MFA.
The front of the barn roof was pretty well trashed, and the back side had been roofed in 1 x stock with gaps, so after the rotted boards were replaced the entire roof was skinned in half inch plywood. Total elapsed time from ladder set-up to the last shingle? About five minutes. Anyway, two days […]
I sat in my truck, and through the open passenger window, took photo after photo as this blue heron stood motionless. I changed lenses, snapped a few more, and then I turned off my camera and laid it in on the seat. At that moment, the heron plucked a fish from the pond, looked at […]
When Champagne’s roofed Adam’s house, the crew consisted of Americans in their twenties, but the men who arrived at my house all look like they come from south of our border. I worried that they weren’t legal and that they’d rather I not photograph their faces, but for the sake of the blog, and to […]
Travis is doing his best to keep me current. It’s a lost cause.
Steven’s house.
Hey, Hilary from Ohio, As you know, after you all deserted us for your richer much sexier lives as college students, we parents coalesced into a grieving support group to reminisce about our lost youth, and attempt to overcome our despair with shared food and strong spirits. Last Saturday’s tear-dabbing meeting was at Jen’s house, […]