Places 02-04-2016 Winter Nocturne

The unthinkable had happened. It was 8:00 p.m. on the 23rd of December. All three kids were asleep, all presents were wrapped, and the house was clean and ready for guests. I could have puttered around the house with a fool’s errand of further cleaning, but instead, I asked my wife if I could head out for some …

People Places 01-28-2016 Surveying Doton’s Cove

My mountain bike rides usually begin with an early morning. I tell myself (and others) that I like to ride before the heat of the full sun can beat me down. Heck, I even say that in the wintertime. But in reality, my nerves are an alarm that wakes me up early as if to say, “If you’re going …

Places Things 12-24-2015 The Sound a Baby Makes

Christmas Eve has played host to some of my favorite winter memories. Especially the quiet ones.

Places 12-08-2015 Gables for Good Looking Out

Our little house is a charmer. For instance, the distressed hardware on the doors dates back to 1947. Not because it is fashionable to place distressed knobs on doors, but rather because nobody has bothered to replace them. The same is true of our blue and white kitchen tile, and I certainly dig those antique touches. Though some …

Places 11-03-2015 Edinburgh Rooftops

I returned to find the city was just as I had left it: cloud-covered and as charming as ever. I breathed deeply and started my climb to the castle.

Places Things 10-20-2015 Browsing and the Forlorn Zebra

Normally, I’m not one to enjoy browsing. My wife will tell you that nothing drains the color from my skin like shopping aimlessly in stores. I’d much rather research a product online until I’m confident I’ve found what I want. That way I can run into a store, grab what I’m looking for, pay and leave in less time …

Places 09-28-2015 Hazed and Bemused

The sight of this image conjures up that inescapable smell of smoke. Or perhaps the flames of a long, dry summer continue to waft their stinging smoke through my neighborhood. At least I’m pretty sure there’s nothing burning in the oven right now.

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People Places 09-18-2015 View from the Claremont

The old phone jumped with a shrill ring. “Mr. Oswald? Good evening. Our man is ready to take you up to the penthouse, if you’re ready”. Those are words I had never heard before. So I figured I’d best bring my camera along.

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