12 years later, amid the Corona Virus pandemic that seems to deplete a new joy every day (hugging, singing, dining out, imbibing, theater, movies, concerts, visiting friends and family, international travel, traveling across state lines and using public restrooms are all found to be risky and are mostly restricted) I thought it might be good to recap the mostly peaks of a happily wedded life.
Throughout my marketing career, I've had enough experience with crowd mentality to know, unless there's a prize at stake, most people don't like to go first.
A dozen large and small spiders stood their ground. They thought they'd claimed the room by adverse possession.
I am throwing out this idea to the universe for a new Paint Night.
...my gig as a guest on a radio show where nothing is scripted and predictability is for cowards
Long before I became so obsessed with photography, before I had a digital camera, I used to write. I told my stories in letters rather than pixels
A spectator to the shift that moved most of the independent media outlets to the control of fewer and fewer owners.
The vast beauty of my city (Haverhill, MA) presented itself like a gift and I experienced a near perfect winter day. It would have been perfect if not for that hopping robin.