There are some bridges I won’t cross. Like a jumper horse that gallops along full speed and then suddenly rears up, “Oh, no, you don’t—I’m not going over THAT!”
But this gentle bridge in my town is not one of … Read the rest
There are some bridges I won’t cross. Like a jumper horse that gallops along full speed and then suddenly rears up, “Oh, no, you don’t—I’m not going over THAT!”
But this gentle bridge in my town is not one of … Read the rest
When travel is not possible, walking dangerous– not the least of which is lack of visibility in a blizzard–look around your house. What is there that catches your eye, even if for a brief moment?
Answer: A photograph after storm … Read the rest
I heard the train whistle. The 4 PM had already gone and no commuter rail was expected for another 45 minutes.
Whoa! What is this? LSD on wheels.
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