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.

February 1, 2017

251 OR BUST

 ... here we are, doing the first part of the planning ... if you're surprised to see me wearing reading glasses, not that that's unusual for a person born in 1951, it was a combination of the low light in my big-room and the fact that i'd just had my tooth removed which, rather oddly, affected my close vision ...

... in any case, after much work and a lot of highlighter ink, here's the result ...

... a motorcycle trip visiting all 251 towns and cities in the state of vermont, one of which, by the way, has neither people nor roads ... we're going to do it per the guidelines of the "251 club of vermont," but, to make things just a tiny bit more interesting, our goal is to complete the circuit in seven days ... !!! ...

... yea, i know, possibly a sign both of us are a tad touched ... no matter, right now, 23°f outside, snow falling and the roads caked in ice and slush, it's something to look forward to ...