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 fifth 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.

June 27, 2016

ON THE ROAD TO RECOVERY

... after i picked up john i coasted the car down his driveway to the edge of western avenue, stopped, and asked, "which way" ... of course, it never much matters the direction we head, but the question has become a bit of a not-to-be-neglected ritual ... after a bit of wandering, during which we found a great waterfall—or, better put, what will be a great waterfall once it rains—we circled up through strong and then made our way to north new portland ...

... only a few days out of surgery, john demonstrates his resolve ... camera, of course, is merely prelude to a canoe paddle ...

... i never tire of photographing the wire bridge ...

... after a stop for refreshments in kingfield, we made our way to the dam on gillman stream ... next to the guard rail were these beautiful flowers ...

... this one i know, lupine ... lupinus perennis ... for over 6,000 years this plant was eaten in the andean highlands ... it was never bred to increase its nutritional content, however, and fell out of favor as a food source after the spanish conquest of the region ...

... little remains of what was once a busy sawmill ...

... i think the water gates are still maintained, otherwise i'd have succumbed to a rather childish urge and given all these wheels a spin ...

... this is my favorite ... i mean, how cool would it be to have the job that actually authorizes you to play with this ...

... another wonderful flower ... blue ...

... its perfectly purple pal ...

... i've no idea, but i'm betting they're going to become something wonderful ...

... i was thinking, "m'be i'll knock on the door, see if they're selling any of that clear paint varnish—you know, the stuff that comes in a mason jar and is federal tax free" ...

... i hope i helped john heal ...

THREE PORTRAITS

... taken very quickly with a thirty-year old zuiko 50mm f/1.4 manual focus lens, i'm quite pleased with this snapshot of robert's "in house bookbinder" ... i've misplaced his name somewhere in my brain, as soon as i find it i'll annotate the picture properly ... [added: with robert's help, "mark mcpheters"] ...

... on an outing to take campaign pictures for robert i got to meet paul b. frederic, who is also seeking election as a somerset county commissioner (from a different district) ... he's a most fascinating man who wears a watch with an oddly skewed face, knows all about hayin', and has a phd in geography ... first impression, i'd vote for him ...

... on the steps of his office-soon-to-be, my own candidate, robert ...

... although it doesn't have quite the ring of the jimmy stewart film, i'm thinking that "mr. sezak goes to skowhegan" will still pack the local matinees, and for sure the cw channel'll pick it up for a late-night rerun ...

MEGAN TURNS A TEEN

... time for cake, megan is thirteen ...

... tom, perhaps planning out the swimming trials for the 2024 olympics ...

... for some the "rug rat" days end slowly ...

... for a moment, still ...

... a smile in which the entire world is a better place ...

... "i'm beginning to like that funny little toy you're always pointing at me" ...

... "sure, i'd like some supper" ...

... "argh—have YOU tasted this stuff" ...

... in this moment truth emerges: three amigos ...

... happy birthday, megan ... of all the photographs i take these are the kind i most enjoy capturing, so thank you for allowing me to snap away to my heart's content ...