Posted On: February 19, 2021
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Pop-up ice art, as sculpted by Mother Winter
Every morning, a storm window greets me with these amazing artworks of frost. The patterns look uncannily similar day to day—so long as the temp and conditions…
Posted On: February 12, 2021
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My son captured this shot in a snap with a vintage film camera.
One month ago, BreakAway featured a film photo by my daughter—and pondered the recent popularity of film for ‘kids’ who have grown…
Posted On: February 5, 2021
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It’ll be a while, please take a chair…
My Grandma gets credit for “Hurry up and wait!” Seems she would say it, always cheerfully, whenever we had to hurry—or wait—for anything. That’s how the C-19…
Posted On: January 22, 2021
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Shovel away the mess, notice a little light on the horizon.
And in the end
The love you take
Is equal to the love you make.
~ The Beatles…
Posted On: January 15, 2021
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My kids are taking FILM pics and listening to LPs. HELP!!! (Photo by EH)
Go figure. Over the years, I’ve gradually—and begrudgingly—purged my piles of 2,000++ albums, dozens of cameras, and enough toys and tools…
Posted On: January 7, 2021
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Deliver us from evil. Amen.
Yesterday was a dark, dark day for the USA. Apparently, co-existing with a deadly disease and a long list of other problems just isn’t enough. It appears that riots and…
Posted On: January 1, 2021
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Rough year, anyone? Even the snow knows…
There will be volumes of verbiage written about this troublesome year. So for now, I’ll try to make no sense of it, and leave that to smarter Thought…
Posted On: December 11, 2020
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Hey, how did that sculpture land on this pristine beach?
On New Year’s Day 2010, on the island of St John, USVI, I stumbled upon this beast, as today I stumbled upon the photo. The…
Posted On: December 4, 2020
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Hey look! Airplanes!
A dear friend was in my neighborhood yesterday and—rather than text passively—he called me. When I answered, he said, “Can I stop by?” And I replied, “Hell, yeah!”
So we sat outside,…
Posted On: November 13, 2020
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We will sail again…someday
I’ve often referred to my sabbaticals as “running away.” As one who’s been blessed with a handful of multi-month BreakAways, that was one way to refer to it that most people…
