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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May 14, 2020

A LITTLE REMINDER

... adrien picked me up (my car's still in the shop) and we enjoyed a nice wandering to a location must remain undisclosed ... today was time to enjoy watching my niecette, tessa ... apparently adrien has been fulfilling her role as aunt by encouraging this precious little ball of energy to make faces, run, jump, spin, and, above all else, laugh and laugh and laugh until the only thing left to do is laugh some more ...

    

... time stopped, was that special moment within which forever i will be at peace ...
  
  
... here all is right in the world ...
  
  
... even when my heart is full, still there is room for more, so that though it feels it must burst it doesn't, and happiness is knowing it never will ...
  

Do you hear?
It is the orchestra of life.
Dance!
Dance!
Dance to neither rhythm nor melody, rather
Dance because that is what makes
the music play.
K.DALE
    


May 7, 2020

SPRING IS HERE - SNOW TOMORROW

... two way cool guys styling with their "corrona hair" ...
   
COURTESY JOHN MEADER
... no particular plot or direction to this album, just a bit of springtime wanderabouting ... across the street from my apartment in castonguay square a city worker cleaned the city hall steps ... when finished he coiled the hose so that draped over his shoulder just the right length to not brush against the pavement as he carried it away ... i liked seeing that ...
   
 
... john and i stopped to watch the canada geese cruising the mesalonskee stream ... i sat on a dock and played with the water ... it was quite cool, but not so that i couldn't think how nice it would be to take a dip ...
   
   
... perhaps it's the social distancing thing, or, equally likely, this is perfectly normal springtime behavior ... either way, seeing someone sitting on their porch reading a book reminds me of life in the cayman islands before it became one of the world's money pots ...
   
   
... with his super-duper lens john couldn't get the power lines out of his frame (or, better stated, to do so using that lens he would've had to step back a couple of miles) ... i decided to give a go with my 85mm, not bothering to worry about the lines ...
   
   
... i admit, i saw because john stopped ...
   
   
... looking out from the store we wondered, "why're they sitting in the middle of the parking lot" ... i wandered over and asked, "why're you sitting in the middle of the parking lot" ... turned out that they were tired of cooking and came down to pick up a lunch at the "last unicorn" cafe ... tailgating below my window, how cool ... later the owner of the restaurant came out and gifted them desert out of admiration of their spirit  ... i think the treat was well-deserved ...
   
   
... in a few days it'll be "super" ...
   
   
... zone system, more practice ...
   

    ... one of my first memories, wondering why the rails got closer in the distance ... ma said once she found i was missing from the house ... after quite a bit of frantic searching i was found wandering between the steel parallel towards providence ... i think i was trying to find where they finally came together ... i was five years old ... i'm still looking ...
   

    ... city hall, 'nuff said ...
   
   
... some ladies, i think they were "social distancing," but for sure they were social-socializing ...
   

    ... beneath the wire bridge, a monster beaver, perhaps a mutant result of some weird chemicals the toilet paper mill once dumped into the river ...
   

    ... in the duck world preening in public is a manly thing ...
   

    ... john wiley, way cool guy, my friend, inspiration ...
   
   
... spring is here ... forecast is for 1-3" of snow on saturday ...

... maine, spring, snow, ya's gotta love it ...