Daddy Says

We’ve got a wading pool here in Boston called the Frog Pond. (My blog is named after it.) On a hot sunny weekend the place is packed with little people having a wonderful time. This little girl was splashing around happily with Daddy watching on from a distance. I took this photograph just as Daddy came over to her and said they needed to…

Alone?

What does alone mean in todays hyper digital society? I’m not sure. However sitting on a storage crate, under a dingy underpass, staring intently at a very powerful little electonic device is as good a working definition as any.  

Urban Dog Sled

This photograph is why I like the Ricoh GR so much. Walking to the subway this morning, head down, thinking about the trip I was about to take, I had almost no warning of this highly unusual scene approaching at a very fast clip. The Ricoh has a setting for snap shooting where the camera is already programmed to take a picture at a…

Our Flag As A Beacon Of Hope

In today’s terribly polarized political climate, I like looking at this emblem. It reminds me that our country has been through these kinds of things before and with luck we’ll get passed our current mess too. 

Spring and Fall

Not much to say about this except I like the juxtaposition of the ages and color tones and putting the two images together messes with my mind.  

Men Look, Women Find

We’re walking to town yesterday and I’ve a letter in my pocket to mail. We come to the main post office which is huge, clean and well lit. I go in to drop the letter off and can’t find the damn mail slot. I go outside to tell Sarah I’m stumped. She walks in, goes directly to the drop off point and mails the…

Cops and Cups

Sometimes the photo gods smile on street photographers. This picture was taken inside Boston’s upscale Prudential Plaza Mall when by accident I saw two mall policeman leaning against this cool wall. The one on the right wasn’t overly pleased about me taking this shot but they both just stoically stood there and I got a neat shot.

Christmas Night

I don’t know about you, but for me, there are times when happy holidays can have a hollow sorrowful sound.