A Boy’s Personal Dark Place

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We’ve all been there. But the older you get, the more you realize it’s only temporary.

Meditation

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Meditation, for me, helps me understand the incredible beauty and fragility of life. Our overblown sense of self and little puffed up egos fade as stillness clears our mind. I planted this tree. It was less than two feet tall then. It will still be there after I’m gone. That makes me happy.

Always An Uphill Climb

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Nobody said life is easy. But it helps if you…

GET RID OF THE JUNK

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Something You’d Never Photograph

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I know this is not your conventional high-end photograph. But today while I was getting the oil changed in our Honda, I took a quick shot of the guy working on it. Looking at the elements in the picture, the color, composition etc., it isn’t bad. What might throw people off is the subject matter. However, I would contend that images like this have a place in our work. They may seem plebian now but later in time, who knows.

A Sense Of Longing

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Truckers With A Really Pressing Problem

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The problem wasn’t me, although to look at the guy in the red you’d think it was. No, what was bothering them was a load of rugs and some heavy furniture dangling from a high crane outside a 3rd floor window of a brownstone building on Beacon Street. The man in grey is yelling at someone across the road to “hurry the hell up” and the big guy in red is actually looking past me at yet another moving van coming down Beacon Hill. 

We were on our way to breakfast when we passed this scene and needless to say getting out of the way of these guys as fast as we could was a priority. It was a fine photo op while it lasted though.

Only In Maine

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Such a great sign!

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