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The ocean waited deep inside the fog. The circus tent, however, had appeared overnight… the heavy mist smelled of buttered popcorn and elephants and clown makeup…

Random photos from Japan. From temples to underground music clubs, illuminated art to love motels, we saw a lot.








Rochester calls the dump Ecopark. People will make art installations out of whatever wherever.

Look closely. That top fountain is out of control. By the entrance to Mt. Hope Cemetery yesterday. Go ahead and giggle. I did.

On what would have been Suzanne’s 64th birthday, I was going to post a photo of her with a cake, but what I really want to remember are all the wonderful, weird, happy adventures and joys we shared. Here we had found a deserted bar in Mexico and hung out with a few friends.

With an osprey on top for scale. I like to think the ospreys take advantage of the weather tower equipment or at least have been deputized by the National Weather Service.

Stopped by recently.


I’ve been remiss about posting current reads but I did take this photo last week. I have since finished Elegy for Opportunity by Natalie Lim and something unmentionable by Mike Ennenbach, both fantastic. I am still reveling in Camp Damascus by Chuck Tingle and All the Worst Humans: How I Made News for Dictators, Tycoons, and Politicians by Phil Elwood.

Pretty cool picture of my Dad, timely since I’m picking up a new car tomorrow. He’s looking better doing it though.
