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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January 15, 2013

MYSTERY GIRLS

OLYMPUS E-P1 PROJECT
... coming home late, i walk by the little office that only opens when the evening is dark and closes during the silent middle of the night ... the blinds are always drawn, but i always manage to peek in at the girls who seem to spend all their time talking on telephones ... i wonder, who are they speaking with ... perhaps they are selling a product to customers living in far distant time zones where the sun is high overhead and everyone is wide awake ... or, could it be that questions are being asked, surveys taken, information collected ... i don't know, of course, which is a great delight since of the girls and what they are doing i am thus allowed to create my own little stories ...

... sometimes, i like to play with my little camera ...