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 sixth 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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March 4, 2014

SPRING ARRIVES

... after living in "the county" for six years, then moving south to waterville, i've always thought of march 1st as the beginning of spring in maine ... two days ago the sunset vista from my apartment window reinforced that belief ...


... this morning, however, i awoke to a reminder of the fickle nature of new england weather ...


... as to the minus sign, i guess technology felt the need to add insult to injury ...