Portrait Of A Zen Master (not)

The combination of a man arguing with his wife and some chalk graffiti for the background makes something that wasn’t look plausible.

To be honest, I like this photograph but couldn’t think of a good reason to publish it. Hence the above weak words.

Touching God

I’ve been to this place hundreds of times. It’s land that was once owned by a old relative of mine who loved growing things, especially trees. I’m embarrassed to say in spite of all those visits, I never really “saw” those magnificent trees. In this photograph my wife is touching one. To me, it looks like she’s patting the universe.

3:40pm Downtown Crossing, Boston

It’s just stopped raining as people begin to start their way home. While not quite rush hour yet, Winter Street is beginning to get crowded. I made a lot of photographs in this area today but decided to show only this one as it nicely shows the bustle of this time of day.

Why?

Only three letters but they pose a very big question, especially if you ask it about an action you’re about to take. Ask the “why” question three times in a row about that contemplated action and you might be very surprised at the answer.