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 4, 2013

AN EXPLORER

... taken at one of my most favorite spots, this image was captured using one of those throw-away cardboard and plastic disposable cameras ...

THE LAND THAT TIME FORGOT

... taken along grammy julia's beach, where the storm surge often pushes the sand up to where when this was taken was a thicket of sea grapes, long since displaced by a huge sea wall ...

... i was in rhode island visiting, in late winter or early spring of 2000, i believe, when after much agonizing indecision i finally decided i could afford, barely, to get the olympus e-10 ... i went over to the best buy in warwick but they didn't have one ... while i was visiting with ma i phoned around and learned that there was a single e-10 on the shelf up at the store in attleboro ... she was right in the middle of cooking up one of my favorite meals, "torpedoes," but allowed, "go ahead, i'll keep everything warm" ... i drove [REDACTED] miles-per-hour up i295, purchased the camera, then, without opening the box, drove back to ma's for a most excellent supper ... while we were eating i read the camera's instruction manual over and over, stowing countless torpedoes below decks with one hand as the other explored each of the camera's numerous buttons, dials, and switches ...

... ma said, "you're just like your dad" ...