Tarmac ribbons criss-crossing the landscape, dusty back roads twisting between the cool shadows of ancient pines, and less traveled pathways connecting present to past, all I wander, seeking, seeing, with my keyboard and camera capturing scenes and stories to share with you.

Now in its seventh year, this venue has become an important part of my life, a place where I can express my thoughts and feelings about the things I see and do, hoping the process brings me a bit closer to friends and family who enjoy sharing my sometimes chaotic and often nonlinear observations and ideas. A journal, I suppose, but one with which I find pleasure in thinking others are alongside me on my journey.

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July 6, 2013


... my motorcycle and i wandered down mt. vernon way, where jane and carl kindly invited me to supper ... despite a rather intense thunder squall we enjoyed a nice barbecue, after which alex and dale entertained us with a fireworks show ... first part of the display was a bit rocky, especially when one of the giant rocket things exploded on the launch pad, but after that it was noisy great fun ...

... even francis scott key would've been appreciative of their efforts ...